When twilight falls and day does take its leave, Night spreads her cloak, yet I do not grieve. In shadows deep, no fears my heart deceive, In night's embrace, true solace I receive.

Where once the dark stirred fear within my soul, Now it enfolds me, making me whole. Beneath the moon, silent as a scroll, In its soft glow, comfort takes control.

Night, universe's canvas, studded with light, Stars whispering tales in the cloak of night. In stillness deep, my worries take flight, In the heart of darkness, all feels right.

In night's realm, where dreams begin their dance, The world's chaos yields to a quiet trance. Beneath the stars, fears don't stand a chance, The night's gentle peace leads me in a prance.

With every hushed whisper, every quiet tone, The world at midnight becomes my own. In the silent night, I am fully known, Comfort in the darkness, profoundly shown.

So, I seek the night, its tranquil tide, Where in its depths, my worries subside. In the shroud of darkness, secrets abide, With night as my guide, in comfort I confide.

~S.W