In the quiet hush of twilight’s embrace,
The moon ascends with her tranquil grace.
She whispers secrets to the stars,
Illuminating shadows near and far.

Her silver beams dance on the ocean’s crest,
A lullaby to the world at rest.
Through the midnight’s gentle veil,
She guides the dreams that set sail.

Moonlight filters through the ancient trees,
A silent witness to the night’s mysteries.
In her glow, the world finds peace,
As the chaos of the day does cease.

Eternal guardian of the night,
With a presence serene and bright.
The moon, a beacon in the sky,
Watches over as time drifts by.