In the velvet shroud of midnightâs embrace,
The moon ascends in tranquil grace,
Her silver beams cast a soft glow,
Over lands where shadows grow.
She dances with stars in celestial ballet,
Guiding lost souls whoâve gone astray,
Whispering secrets of ancient lore,
Through the night, forevermore.
Beneath her gaze, the oceans swell,
Tides that rise and gently quell,
A silent guardian, endlessly bright,
Illuminating dreams in the quiet night.
Oh, moon of mystic, timeless light,
Keeper of the secrets of the night,
In your glow, our hopes are spun,
Until the dawn, when night is done.