In the quiet embrace of the midnight sky,
The moon casts her gentle glow,
Whispering secrets to the wandering stars,
In a language only night can know.
Her silver beams caress the sleeping earth,
Awakening dreams in the darkest hours,
Guiding the tides with her ancient pull,
A silent queen of celestial powers.
She watches over lovers’ secret trysts,
And listens to the lullabies of the sea,
Her presence a balm to the restless souls,
A beacon of calm, wild and free.
Oh moon, keeper of the nightâs soft mysteries,
In your light, the world finds peace,
A timeless dance of shadow and shine,
Where night and dreams seamlessly cease.