In the quiet of the night, she softly glows,
A beacon of dreams, where mystery flows.
Her silver light bathes the world below,
Guiding lost souls, wherever they go.
A silent guardian in the endless dark,
Her luminescence leaves a gentle mark.
The stars in awe, a celestial parade,
As she dances gracefully, unafraid.
The tides respond to her gentle call,
A cosmic rhythm that unites us all.
In her presence, the world feels at peace,
A tranquil moment, where worries cease.
Oh moon, keeper of the nightâs serene lore,
Your beauty captivates forevermore.
A timeless witness to every heart’s plight,
In your gaze, the world finds its light.