In the silent embrace of night’s gentle shade,The tears fall softly, a quiet serenade.Echoes of dreams in the shadowy light,Whispers of tears beneath the moonlit sky.Each drop a story, a tale of the heart,Carrying fragments from worlds torn apart.Their journey begins from depths unknown,In the river of time, forever they’ve flown.Glistening like stars in the velvet dark,They speak of love, of hope’s bright spark.A gentle reminder of the beauty within,Where tears and laughter entwine and spin.Beneath the stars, they find their rest,In the cradle of night, their gentle nest.For in every tear, a new dawn awakes,In the heart’s quiet rhythm, new strength it makes.