In the quiet of the night, a soft glow appears,
It dances gently, whispering to the stars,
Illuminating dreams and dispelling fears,
A beacon of hope, no matter how far.

The light caresses the leaves with tender grace,
Casting shadows that tell stories untold,
It paints the world with a serene embrace,
Turning the mundane into gold.

Through the windows, it sneaks in with a smile,
Inviting warmth into the coldest hearts,
It stays with us, even for a while,
A silent companion as the daylight departs.

Light, a symbol of endless possibilities,
It guides us through the darkest of days,
With its gentle touch, it brings tranquility,
Illuminating our lives in countless ways.