Under the moon’s gentle glow,
Shadows dance in silent grace,
Stars like diamonds softly show,
The mysteries of this celestial space.
Night’s embrace, calm yet profound,
A symphony of cricketsâ song,
In the stillness, peace is found,
As hours of darkness stretch long.
Dreams weave stories in the night,
Fantasies of distant lands,
Guided by the soft starlight,
With the moon holding our hands.
As dawn begins its gentle rise,
Nighttime whispers start to fade,
The sun brings light to sleepy eyes,
Ending the serenade night made.