In the stillness of the night,
Where shadows dance with grace,
My heart yearns for a distant light,
A dream I cannot chase.
Beneath the silent, starry dome,
Whispers of hope gently rise,
Calling me to a place called home,
Where longing never dies.
The moon, a loyal companion dear,
Reflects my silent plea,
To bring the distant ever near,
And set my spirit free.
Yet in this yearning, I find peace,
A bond that time can’t sever,
For in the night my dreams release,
And echo through forever.