Under the moon’s silvery gleam so bright,
Whispers of magic fill the night.
Stars twinkle like ancient spells,
In this world where enchantment dwells.
Shadows dance with a mystic grace,
In the forest, a secret place.
Owls hoot wisdom from the trees,
Carried gently by the midnight breeze.
The air is thick with sorcery’s song,
A realm where dreams and reality belong.
Fairies flutter with wings of light,
Painting magic in the darkened night.
Hearts are touched by unseen hands,
In this land of mystical strands.
Believe in the magic, let it be,
For in its embrace, we are truly free.