In the stillness of the night, I hear a whisper,
A gentle breeze through the leaves, softly sighing,
Echoes of a soul that once danced in light,
Now rests in the embrace of shadows undying.

Beneath the moon’s pale, watchful gaze,
The earth cradles the tears we silently shed,
For in our hearts, an unyielding maze,
Of memories and moments we hold and dread.

The stars above, like distant, glimmering eyes,
Bear witness to our silent cries and fears,
Yet in their twinkle, a tender promise lies,
Of reunion beyond the veil of mortal years.

In grief, we find a fragile, sacred grace,
A bond unbroken by the passage of time,
For love transcends even death’s cold embrace,
A timeless melody, a celestial rhyme.