The sun sets low on the horizon,
Painting the sky with hues of red and gold,
The world grows quiet, and the stars awaken,
Twinkling in the darkness, so bold.
The moon rises high, casting shadows,
In the quiet of the night,
The trees sway gently, in the breeze,
As the stars shine bright.
The world is still, and all is calm,
As the night surrounds us all,
The beauty of the heavens above,
Is a sight to behold, so tall.