In the quiet night, she rises high,
A silver orb in the velvet sky.
Her gentle light, a soft caress,
Envelops the world in peacefulness.

Through the dark, she silently glides,
With stars as her companions, she confides.
Whispering secrets, ancient and old,
Stories of love and tales untold.

Her face, a canvas of time’s embrace,
Reflects the beauty of the cosmic space.
A tranquil beacon for all to see,
Guiding the lost through eternity.

Oh moon, your presence so serene,
A guardian in the night’s serene.
Forever watching, forever bright,
Illuminating dreams in the still of night.