Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam,

A lonely traveler follows a fading stream.

Through misty valleys and forests deep,

Where ancient stones their secrets keep.

He hears a voice upon the wind,

A melody that time has thinned—

A song of love from long ago,

Of parted hearts and winter snow.

The pines whisper tales untold,

Of courage forged in ages old.

A bridge appears through foggy veil,

Where destiny and fate set sail.

One step forward, the past takes flight,

The stars ignite the dark of night.

With dawn’s first light, he finds his way,

Renewed to greet the coming day.

Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam,

A lonely traveler follows a fading stream.

Through misty valleys and forests deep,

Where ancient stones their secrets keep.

He hears a voice upon the wind,

A melody that time has thinned—

A song of love from long ago,

Of parted hearts and winter snow.

The pines whisper tales untold,

Of courage forged in ages old.

A bridge appears through foggy veil,

Where destiny and fate set sail.

One step forward, the past takes flight,

The stars ignite the dark of night.

With dawn’s first light, he finds his way,

Renewed to greet the coming day.