When the veils of twilight-softly fall,
it gently hushes, over all.
The day’s last light, is a fading gleam,
as night’s sweet whispers, start to beam.
The stars appear, like diamonds bright.
Such a celestial arrangement, in sight.
The world is bathed, in lunar glow,
a peaceful calm, as darkness grows.
In twilight’s hush, where shadows play,
the heart finds solace, at the end of day.
A time for reflection, and gentle thought,
as veils of twilight, softly are brought.
The wind whispers secrets, through the trees,
a soothing melody, on twilight breeze.
The world is full, of mystery and dream,
In veils of twilight, where love and magic gleam.
