In the quiet dance of the twilight breeze,
Where stars begin their gentle glow,
The moonlight kisses the rustling leaves,
Creating a symphony soft and slow.

Beneath the canopy where dreams reside,
The whispers of the forest sing,
In every shadow where secrets hide,
Nature’s romance in the night takes wing.

The gentle stream with its tender caress,
Reflects the glow of celestial light,
Caressing stones with whispered finesse,
In the heart of the tranquil night.

Amidst the embrace of ancient trees,
Where time itself seems to pause and sigh,
Nature weaves her love with ease,
Underneath the vast and endless sky.