Cool and black is night,
With nothing to cause a fright,
Where everything silently sleeps,
And nothing dangerous creeps.
A light wind silently blows,
When the whole world does doze,
Peace reigns in the air,
Violence does despair.
A beautiful night it indeed is,
Everything is very calm, and it's bliss,
The whole world is at rest,
This is the world at its best.
The night is a very pleasant place,
This everywhere is the case,
A time of rest it signifies,
In everybody's eyes.
A time in which all is calm,
It attends to us like a balm,
A time that I look forward to,
As certainly all do.
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Night is something that cannot be described, Yet you have taken a large step towards explaining night!