In twilight’s gentle embrace, they roam,
Through meadows kissed by lunar light.
Their hooves, like whispers, touch the loam,
Guardians of the dream-filled night.

With manes that shimmer, pure and bright,
They dance beneath the starry skies.
Eyes reflecting ancient might,
Secrets hidden in their sighs.

Through forests deep and valleys wide,
They wander, spirits wild and free.
In their presence, shadows hide,
Unveiling realms for us to see.

Oh, unicorns of legend’s lore,
Your magic weaves through time and space.
Forevermore you’ll be adored,
Embodiments of endless grace.