The Moonlit River
Beneath the silver moon, the river flows so wide, A gentle breeze whispers secrets to the tide. On distant shores, the willow branches sway, As stars above light up the night’s dark way. A lonely boat drifts with the current’s grace, Its oars at rest, finding a tranquil space. The fisherman sings a song of ancient days, Of love and loss in life’s mysterious maze. The mountains stand like guardians, tall and deep, While all the world is wrapped in silent sleep. Yet in this peace, a longing sti...
The Moonlit River
Beneath the silver moon, the river flows so wide, A gentle breeze whispers secrets to the tide. On distant shores, the willow branches sway, As stars above light up the night’s dark way. A lonely boat drifts with the current’s grace, Its oars at rest, finding a tranquil space. The fisherman sings a song of ancient days, Of love and loss in life’s mysterious maze. The mountains stand like guardians, tall and deep, While all the world is wrapped in silent sleep. Yet in this peace, a longing sti...
