In the quiet arms of night, the world slows,
Stars emerge, gentle guardians of the sky,
Whispering secrets to the moon’s glow,
As shadows weave their silent lullaby.

Beneath the canopy of celestial light,
Dreams awaken in the cool embrace,
Night winds carry hopes in their flight,
Painting stories on the heart’s vast space.

The moon, a watchful eye on all below,
Bathes the earth in silvery grace,
As time drifts, tender and slow,
In the night’s tranquil, eternal chase.

Let the night cradle your weary soul,
In its serene, timeless hold,
Until the dawn breaks, bright and bold,
And a new day’s stories unfold.