In the silent embrace of night,
Where shadows dance with gentle grace,
Stars compose their tender light,
Weaving dreams in a cosmic lace.
The moon, a guardian in the dark,
Watches over the slumbering earth,
With a silver glow, a tranquil spark,
Whispering tales of celestial birth.
The wind carries secrets softly told,
Through the trees, it gently weaves,
Stories of old, in whispers bold,
As the world quietly breathes.
Beneath this vast and endless sky,
Hearts find peace in the nightâs embrace,
Guided by stars that never lie,
In their eternal, shining grace.