In the twilight’s gentle embrace,
Purple hues softly trace,
A canvas vast and wide,
Where dreams and stars collide.

Amidst the lilac’s gentle sway,
Whispers of night greet the day,
Velvet shades in silent dance,
Inviting the soul to a trance.

The violets bloom with tender grace,
In fields where shadows softly chase,
Each petal tells a secret lore,
Of ancient tales and times of yore.

Underneath the amethyst sky,
Where silence sings a lullaby,
The world in purple’s gentle glow,
Finds peace where only dreams may go.