In the velvet sky, the moon takes her flight,
Casting silver whispers through the night.
Her glow a lantern for the lost and the lone,
Guiding hearts to places unknown.
She dances softly with the stars’ bright gleam,
A gentle guardian within a dream.
Her phases tell stories of time’s gentle grace,
Ebbing and flowing in an endless chase.
The oceans heed her subtle call,
Their waves in sync, rising and fall.
A celestial rhythm that binds the earth,
In her presence, a quiet rebirth.
Oh, moon, keeper of night’s serene light,
In your glow, the world finds respite.
A beacon of calm in the darkened sea,
A timeless muse for eternity.