Beneath the silver glow of the moon,
Shadows dance and dreams are spun.
Whispering winds carry tales untold,
In the hush of night, mysteries unfold.
Stars like diamonds adorn the black,
Tracing stories of ancient tracks.
The moon, a sentinel in celestial flight,
Guards the secrets of the night.
Waves kiss the shore in rhythmic embrace,
Reflecting the moon’s gentle grace.
In the silent symphony of the night,
Hearts find solace in its light.
As dawn breaks and night recedes,
The moon’s whispers fade like seeds.
Yet in our hearts, its glow remains,
A timeless beacon in lifeâs chain.