In the vast expanse of the quiet night,Where shadows dance in gentle flight,The moon ascends, a glowing sphere,A beacon bright, serene and clear.She whispers tales of ancient lore,Of dreams and hopes forevermore,Her silvery beams on earth descend,In her embrace, the night’s sweet friend.Amidst the stars, she stands alone,In silent grace, her light has shone,Through realms unknown she softly glides,In mystic realms where time abides.Oh, moon of night, eternal guide,In your cool glow, our fears subside,Guardian of the night’s embrace,In your calm light, we find our place.