By the still waters where dreams softly glide,Swan’s elegance in moonlit grace reside.Feathers whisper secrets to the night,In serene dances, they take their flight.Under stars that twinkle with ancient lore,They paint the sky with love evermore.A silent symphony in the quiet air,Where hearts find solace, free from despair.Through misty dawns and golden hues,They sail on whispers of morning dews.Each gentle stroke on the mirrored lake,Leaves a trail of wonder in their wake.As twilight fades into the arms of night,The swans retreat in soft, shadowed light.Yet their grace lingers, a timeless sight,In the heart’s memory, their beauty ignites.