In The Hush Of Twilight

In the hush of twilight's tender embrace,

Where shadows dance upon a tranquil space,

A whispered tale unfolds, in silence's grace,

As nature weaves its magic, with gentle trace.

Beneath the moon's soft glow, secrets unfold,

A symphony of stars, their stories untold,

The zephyr's gentle touch, whispers of old,

In twilight's arms, a canvas of dreams unfold.

The rustling leaves, a delicate ballet,

In nature's lullaby, they sweetly sway,

No words are spoken, yet hearts find their way,

In the hush of twilight, where spirits play.

Through fields of lavender, a fragrant sea,

Where nature whispers her sweet melody,

But in this poem, the title cannot be,

For in its absence, deeper meanings see.

So let us wander, in this twilight's kiss,

Where silence reigns, and whispers go amiss,

In nature's arms, we find eternal bliss,

Where twilight's hush, brings solace and pure bliss.