When the moonlight kisses the silent sea,
And the stars begin their nightly spree,
The whispers of the night are heard,
In each rustling leaf and chirping bird.

Shadows dance in the cool breeze,
Weaving tales among the trees,
Secrets of the ancient world,
In every branch and leaf unfurled.

The night sings a lullaby sweet,
To every weary soul it meets,
In its embrace, dreams take flight,
Guided by the softest light.

As dawn approaches, night retreats,
Leaving behind its gentle beats,
A promise of return it makes,
With every sunrise that awakes.