In starlit embrace, the night holds its sway,
Shadows dance whispers, secrets at play.
Moon's silver glow, a beacon so pale,
But whispers of dawn, on the cool breeze exhale.

A hush falls, a quiet before the start,
Anticipation lingers, close to the heart.
A single bird calls, a melody bright,
A herald of sunshine, chasing away the night.

The horizon ignites, a blush in the east,
Darkness surrenders, as colors are released.
Soon it shall be morning light, chasing away fears,
Painting the world anew, washing away tears.
And soon it shall be morning light