The silver moon hangs in the midnight sky,

Casting shadows where memories lie.

A gentle breeze whispers through the trees,

Carrying secrets on the evening breeze.

Upon the lake, the moonlight dances,

As the world below trances and glances.

A lone boat drifts with silent oars,

Guided by stars to distant shores.

In this stillness, hearts find peace,

Where all worries and sorrows cease.

The night unfolds its quiet grace,

Time slows to a gentle pace.

Dreams awaken in the moon’s soft glow,

Whispering tales of long ago.

Under the cosmos, vast and deep,

The world is hushed in tranquil sleep.