In the hush of evening’s grace,
When the stars begin to bloom,
Hear the whispers softly trace
Through the shadows of the room.
Gentle dreams like rippling streams,
Flowing with the night’s embrace,
In a world where silence gleams,
Every moment finds its place.
A symphony of distant sighs,
Plays upon the velvet air,
In the twilight’s soft goodbyes,
Tranquility lingers there.
Fading light begins to weave,
Melodies of hope and peace,
As the heart learns how to believe,
In the beauty that won’t cease.
Chasing echoes through the dark,
Feel the warmth of what’s to come,
In the stillness, hear the spark,
Of a new day’s gentle drum.
Let the night caress your soul,
With the secrets that it keeps,
Feel the twilight make you whole,
As the tired world softly sleeps.
In the light of morning's grace,
All the visions fade away,
Yet the kindness we embrace
Will forever brightly stay.
From the echoes of the night,
To the dawn, where dreams take flight,
In the symphony of day,
Tranquility leads the way.
As the final chords resound,
And the colors shift and blend,
In the harmony we've found,
Twilight whispers, never end.
With each echo, hear the call,
That in every heart does bloom,
In this tranquil light, we stall,
Finding solace in the room.
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