Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow,
I wander paths so few have known,
Where shadows dance and secrets flow,
In solitude, I roam alone.

The stars above, they seem to weep,
For dreams that fade in silent breath,
As whispers of the night do creep,
Through echoes of a world in death.

The winds, they tell of distant lands,
Of hearts that break and mend anew,
Yet here I stand with empty hands,
In quiet thoughts, my solace true.

In every step, in every sigh,
I find a peace within this space,
For though alone, beneath the sky,
I am complete in night’s embrace.