Under the silver moon’s soft gleam,
Night whispers secrets in a dream.
Stars are scattered, a celestial scheme,
In this tranquil, serene theme.

Shadows dance in lunar light,
Turning darkness into sight.
With every beam, so pure and bright,
The moon guards the silent night.

Dreams are woven in moon’s embrace,
Gentle touch, a tender grace.
In this peaceful, sacred space,
Time slows down its hurried pace.

As the night sky softly sings,
The moon’s light on gentle wings,
Brings a calm that silence brings,
In the heart, a love that springs.