Beneath the velvet sky so vast,
The moon’s soft glow begins to cast,
A silver path across the sea,
Guiding dreams so wild and free.

Through the night, it whispers low,
Secrets only shadows know,
Bathing me in tender light,
A beacon in the quiet night.

Its face so calm, so ancient and wise,
Reflects the stories in my eyes,
A silent promise, a celestial song,
That I will find where I belong.

So I gaze upon its gentle grace,
Feeling peace in its embrace,
The moon, a friend in darkened skies,
Watching over as time flies.