Mystery of The Night

In the silence of the night, a veil of dancing lights appears, A whirlwind of colors, a spectacle of magic, So beautiful, so magical, so fleeting, It appears and disappears, without a trace. Its brightness is like a deep sigh, A moment of beauty, an instant of pain, For we know that it will not last, That it will soon hide, leaving us with longing. It bursts into the sky, a whirlwind of lights and shadows, A ballet of colors, a show of magic and dreams, But it is a solitary dance, For few see it, and even fewer understand it. Its beauty is like a precious gift, A hidden treasure, a secret revealed, But it is an ephemeral gift, For it will soon hide, leaving us with the memory. She is a mystery, a deep enigma, A secret that only the night knows, But it is a mystery that fascinates us, A riddle that makes us dream and reflect.