In the quiet embrace of the night,
The moon casts its silver light,
Stars twinkle with gentle grace,
Guiding dreams to a peaceful place.

The world asleep, wrapped in shadow,
Soft whispers of the wind follow,
Crickets sing their lullaby tune,
Under the watchful eye of the moon.

Night paints the sky in hues so deep,
Secrets of the dark it keeps,
A canvas where dreams take flight,
In the stillness of the night.

As dawn approaches with gentle sway,
The night slowly fades away,
Leaving behind a serene heart,
Until the stars again impart.