In the quiet hush of twilight’s end,
A whisper calls from beyond the veil.
Shadows dance where dreams descend,
And the heart knows life’s frail tale.

Beneath the stars’ eternal gaze,
The soul finds peace in night’s embrace.
Whispered secrets of bygone days,
Fade gently into time and space.

The silent breath of the final sigh,
Carries echoes of a life once lived.
Yet in the darkness, we do not die,
For love and memory still give.

So fear not the quiet, nor the end,
For in the stillness, we transcend.
Life and death, a circle blend,
Where every end is but a mend.