Under the moon’s gentle silver light,
Circles and squares come to life,
Dancing in unison, a mesmerizing sight,
Whispers of geometry, free from strife.

Triangles join with edges sharp and bright,
Spinning tales of symmetry and grace,
Each angle telling stories of their flight,
As shadows play upon their face.

Rectangles stretch in elegant delight,
Their lines straight, their purpose clear,
In this silent, serene night,
They form patterns that appear.

Stars above and shapes below,
Unite in harmony, a cosmic ballet,
In the moonlit night, they glow,
Painting dreams where they lay.