Nights Hushed Harmony
Hushed whispers in the midnight air,
Held by the moon's gentle stare.
Hymns of the night, a silent prayer,
Heralding the dawn, a love affair.

Harmonies of nature, so rare,
Hues of the sunrise, beyond compare.
Hearts bonded, something to bear,
Hopeful souls, shedding despair.

Heralds of a new day, everywhere,
Hymns of gratitude, held up in the air.
Heralding the future, without a snare,
Hastening the moment, time to declare.
© Simrans