In the heart of the night, where the moonlight fades,
Shadows dance with secrets untold,
Whispers echo through the silent glades,
Stories of mysteries waiting to unfold.
The trees sway with a ghostly grace,
Leaves rustle in cryptic conversation,
Each breeze a messenger from an unknown place,
Carrying tales of forgotten fascination.
Stars twinkle with enigmatic eyes,
Watching over the world with silent gaze,
In the darkness, where truth often lies,
Hidden beneath the veils of the nightâs haze.
As the dawn approaches with its gentle light,
The mysteries retreat, but remain near,
Awaiting the return of the enchanting night,
To whisper their secrets for those who can hear.