In shadows of the moon’s embrace, we seek
A flawless dance upon the fleeting breeze,
Where dreams and aspirations softly speak,
In whispers carried through the endless seas.

Yet in pursuit, we find the gentle truth,
That beauty lies in moments left undone,
In laughter shared beneath the sunlit roof,
In stories told before the day is gone.

For in the cracks of time’s relentless hand,
A tapestry of life begins to weave,
With colors bold and threads that understand,
Perfection’s face is more than we perceive.

So let us cherish every flawed embrace,
And find perfection in each heartfelt sigh,
For in the journey, not the final place,
The essence of true beauty will apply.