In the gentle embrace of nightâs tender arms,
The world falls silent, wrapped in its charms.
Stars twinkle softly, like secrets untold,
As the moon weaves stories, both new and old.
Shadows dance lightly on the quiet earth,
Whispering tales of dreams and rebirth.
The air is cool, carrying a sweet serenade,
Of forgotten hopes and promises made.
The night sky, a canvas of infinite dreams,
Paints the heart with its silvery beams.
Each moment lingers, a timeless delight,
In the tranquil beauty of the silent night.
As dawn approaches, with its gentle light,
The night fades softly, bidding goodnight.
Yet in the heart, its whispers remain,
Until the stars rise to sing again.