In the velvet hush of midnight skies,
The moon whispers soft lullabies,
Casting silver threads on shadowed lands,
Guiding dreams with tender hands.
Her face aglow with ancient grace,
Reflecting timeâs eternal embrace,
A beacon for the wandering heart,
In nightâs vast canvas, she plays her part.
Silent guardian, ever bright,
In her glow, the stars unite,
A dance of light, a cosmic song,
Endless nights where souls belong.
In her presence, fears take flight,
Beneath her gaze, the world ignites,
A celestial guide through darkest night,
The moon, our gentle, steadfast light.