Midnight Serenade

In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play, A maiden rests, her beauty on display. A midnight bird, with feathers dark and bright, Sings a soft serenade, a gentle, loving light. The flowers sway, like ballerinas in the night, As the maiden's heart beats with a gentle delight. The bird's sweet song, a lullaby so fine, Echoes through the stillness, a love divine. In this serene and peaceful scene, we find A sense of calm, a world left behind. The maiden's beauty, the bird's sweet melody, A harmony of love, a symphony. The flowers, like silken threads, entwine and sway, As the maiden and the bird, in love's sweet way, Are lost in the beauty, of this peaceful night, Where love and serenity, shine with all their might.