Cloak of Black
The night falls, a cloak of black
A time for solitude, a time to relax
The stars twinkle above, a celestial sight
A reminder that the world is still alive, a guiding light
The moon rises, a beacon of hope
Guiding us through the darkest night
Its silver glow, a soothing balm
A time to reflect, to heal, to calm
The city sleeps, a hum of sound
A symphony of silence, surrounds
The night is mysterious, a time of intrigue
A time to wonder, to explore, to segue
The wind whispers secrets, a language unknown
A tale of adventure, yet to be shown
The night is a gift, a time of beauty
A time to cherish, a time of duty
As the hours tick by, and the world falls asleep
The night takes over, a time to keep
The worries of the day, at bay
And find peace in the darkness, until the break of day
The night is a time of magic and wonder
A time to reconnect with ourselves, and to ponder
The mysteries of life, and the secrets of the stars
The night is a time of beauty, and it's ours.
