In the silence of the night, shadows softly creep,
Beneath the moon’s gentle light, they whisper secrets deep.
They dance with the wind, in an ethereal ballet,
In the quiet of darkness, where dreams silently sway.

Shadows stretch and curl, like whispers of the past,
They tell tales untold, in moments that last.
With every flicker and sway, they paint a silent song,
In the stillness of the night, where they truly belong.

Beneath the ancient trees, shadows find their place,
In the embrace of the night, they reveal a hidden grace.
They move with the stars, in a cosmic embrace,
In the depths of the night, where time seems to trace.

Through the window’s light, shadows softly play,
In the realm of dreams, they gently sway.
They hold the mysteries, of night’s silent lore,
In their quiet embrace, we find something more.