In the quiet hush of the midnight sky,
The moon whispers secrets of old,
Casting a silver light upon the world,
A gentle guardian, silent and bold.
Through the veils of night, it softly glows,
Guiding lost dreams upon the sea,
Its tender beams caress the earth,
A celestial dance, wild and free.
Shadows stretch beneath its gaze,
As tales unfold in silver streams,
The moon listens to the heart’s quiet song,
Weaving magic into our dreams.
Beneath its light, the world finds peace,
A tender lullaby sung by the skies,
In its embrace, we find solace,
As the night whispers gentle goodbyes.