In the quiet hush of midnight’s embrace,Where shadows waltz with grace unseen,The moonlight casts its silver lace,Upon the floor where dreams convene.Beneath the stars, the dancers twirl,In rhythms soft, the heart’s delight,Each step a story, unfurling pearl,A symphony in the silent night.The wind becomes their gentle guide,As twilight whispers secrets old,The dance of life, with arms spread wide,In every movement, tales are told.As dawn approaches, the dance slows down,Yet echoes linger in the soul,A fleeting moment, a fleeting crown,In dance, we find ourselves whole.