Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam, An ancient oak recalls the stream That sang of journeys yet untold In melodies of blue and gold. A traveler paused where shadows dance, Heard whispers of a lost romance Between the mountain and the sea— Two lovers bound eternally. The wind composed their tender vows Through trembling aspen boughs, While stars above like witnesses Blessed their silent wilderness. Now when the pines begin to sigh, You’ll hear their timeless lullaby— How distance never break...

Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam, An ancient oak recalls the stream That sang of journeys yet untold In melodies of blue and gold. A traveler paused where shadows dance, Heard whispers of a lost romance Between the mountain and the sea— Two lovers bound eternally. The wind composed their tender vows Through trembling aspen boughs, While stars above like witnesses Blessed their silent wilderness. Now when the pines begin to sigh, You’ll hear their timeless lullaby— How distance never break...