In quiet moments, whispers softly flow, 
As shadows dance beneath the silver moon.  
The world awakens, cradled in its glow.  

With every heartbeat, time begins to slow, 
Memories linger like a haunting tune.  
In quiet moments, whispers softly flow.  

The breeze carries secrets, sweet and low, 
A symphony of night, a soft cocoon.  
The world awakens, cradled in its glow.  

Each star a witness to the tales we know, 
As dreams take flight, like petals from a bloom.  
In quiet moments, whispers softly flow.  

In twilight's arms, we find the strength to grow, 
Embracing change, as shadows start to swoon.  
The world awakens, cradled in its glow.  

So let us cherish every ebb and flow, 
For in this dance, we find our hearts attune.  
In quiet moments, whispers softly flow, 
The world awakens, cradled in its glow.