In the quiet night, the moon gently glows,
Whispering secrets to stars in rows.
A silver light dances on the seas,
Awakening dreams carried by the breeze.
Stars twinkle softly, a celestial choir,
Guiding lost souls through dreams they inspire.
Their gentle light, a comforting gaze,
Illuminates paths through the night’s haze.
The moon listens, a guardian above,
Cradling the stars with a mother’s love.
Her glow a promise in the night,
A beacon of hope, serene and bright.
Together they weave stories untold,
Of ancient worlds and legends bold.
In the night sky, their tales unfold,
A timeless dance, a sight to behold.