Beneath the willow's whisper where the creek softly hums
There's a melody in the air where the gentle rhythm comes
The world in silent slumber under the moon's soft glow
In the quiet I find the answers to the questions I barely know
The rustle of the autumn leaves a symphony so serene
Each one a note a story in the grandest scheme unseen
The wisdom of the mountains standing timeless and tall
Reminds me of the strength within whenever I might fall
Oh the night speaks in a thousand hues
In the silver light I find my muse
With every star that paints the skies
I see the world through different eyes