When the sun dips below the distant hills,
And stars begin their gentle dance,
The night unfolds its tender thrills,
In a symphony of chance.

The moonlight bathes the earth in silver glow,
Casting shadows that softly sway,
In the stillness where dreams flow,
The night holds secrets of the day.

Gentle breezes sing through ancient trees,
Carrying whispers of forgotten lore,
In the quiet, hearts find peace,
As the world slows to explore.

Beneath the vast and endless sky,
We find solace in the night,
As stars weave stories up on high,
In their eternal, guiding light.