In the hush of the evening’s gentle embrace,
Mary wanders beneath the silver moon’s grace.
Her thoughts like stars, scattered across the sky,
Seeking solace in the night’s soft lullaby.

Her heart, a garden where wildflowers grow,
Each petal a memory, a tale untold.
She carries dreams in her tender, open hands,
Hoping for peace in distant, unknown lands.

The wind sings secrets only she can hear,
In every rustle, a promise draws near.
Mary’s eyes reflect the deep ocean’s hue,
A world of wonder in every shade and view.

Beneath the vastness of the endless night,
Mary finds courage in the absence of light.
With every step, her spirit takes flight,
Embracing the dawn, her soul shining bright.