When the sun dips below the horizon’s crest,
And twilight whispers softly to the night,
A tranquil world awakens from its rest,
Bathed in the glow of the moon’s silver light.

Stars like diamonds scattered across the dark,
Each one a tale of ancient, distant gleam,
They guide the wanderer with their spark,
And weave the fabric of a midnight dream.

The night wind sings a lullaby so sweet,
Rustling leaves and swaying the tall trees,
It carries secrets through the silent street,
A melody that puts the soul at ease.

In the stillness, hearts find their peace,
Shadows dance in the moon’s gentle embrace,
Time seems to pause, worries quietly cease,
In the serene beauty of night’s endless space.