Beneath the moon’s gentle gleam,
Lies a lake of silent dreams.
Whispering waters, calm and deep,
A secret world where shadows sleep.

The breeze that dances on its face,
Paints ripples of an ancient grace.
Stories of old, in waves unfold,
Of love and loss, of bravery bold.

Stars above, like candles bright,
Reflect in waters pure and light.
A mirror of the heavens high,
Where earth and sky together lie.

In the hush of twilight’s song,
The lake remains serene and strong.
A sanctuary, a timeless space,
Holding nature’s gentle embrace.