In the gentle hush of evening’s glow,
Where dreams are free to softly flow,
The world stands still, in perfect grace,
A tranquil heart finds its rightful place.

Amidst the fields where wildflowers sway,
The whispers of the night gently play,
A melody of peace fills the air,
Embracing souls with tender care.

Beneath the starlit sky so vast,
Time slows down, no longer fast,
In quiet moments, life’s true art,
Unfolds within the dreaming heart.

Here lies the joy in simple things,
The gentle breeze, the bird that sings,
In solitude, the world feels right,
Wrapped in the warmth of the peaceful night.