Beneath the velvet cloak of night,
Stars whisper tales of ancient light.
The moon, a guardian in the sky,
Watches over as dreams take flight.

Shadows dance in silent grace,
As the world slows its hurried pace.
The cool breeze sings a lullaby,
To every weary, wandering face.

The night, a canvas vast and deep,
Holds secrets in its quiet keep.
Each twinkling star, a story told,
In whispers that the heart does reap.

Embrace the night, its silent call,
In its arms, let your worries fall.
For in the dark, true peace you’ll find,
When you leave the day behind.