In the quietude of twilight’s embrace, When the sun dips beneath the horizon’s veil, The world stands still in solemn grace, As shadows dance in a final tale.

Mountains bow to the whispering night, Rivers pause their eternal flow, As the stars gather in celestial light, To witness the end of all they know.

The winds carry whispers of forgotten dreams, Through forests that once sang with life, Now silent under moon’s gentle beams, No longer burdened by earthly strife.

In this moment, time holds its breath, As the earth bids its last goodbye, Embracing the peace found in death, When the sky falls silent, and stars weep from on high.