Beneath the veil of the midnight sky,
The moon whispers secrets to the night,
A silent serenade so high,
Bathed in her gentle, silvery light.
She glides across the velvet sea,
Her glow a beacon for the lost,
A guardian of dreams to be,
In her tranquility, we are embossed.
The stars assemble in her court,
A celestial dance in her honor,
With every turn, they do consort,
In her presence, they grow fonder.
Oh moon, you silent sentinel,
Keeper of the nightâs embrace,
In your glow, we find our vessel,
A timeless journey through time and space.