In the velvet hush of a quiet night,
Where stars shimmer with tranquil light,
Whispers of breeze caress the air,
Softly weaving through darkness, rare.
The moon's gentle glow, a silver thread,
Weaves through dreams on a feathered bed.
Silence wraps around the world's embrace,
As shadows dance in a gentle pace.
In the stillness, echoes of the day retreat,
A symphony of calm, serene and sweet.
The rustle of leaves, a lullaby's call,
Echoes of peace in the quiet's thrall.
Oh, quiet night, your magic unfolds,
In mysteries whispered, in stories untold.
In your embrace, hearts find reprieve,
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Relatable. Loved it!