Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam, Where silent waters gently stream, A lonely pine whispers ancient dreams Of mountain mist and starlit beams. Two travelers met at twilight’s fall Where crumbling stones and memories call. One spoke of journeys long and deep, The other promised secrets keep. They shared the wine, they shared the bread, Of distant lands and fortunes said. When dawn arrived with golden light, Both vanished into morning bright. Now when the wind through branches sighs, You he...

Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam, Where silent waters gently stream, A lonely pine whispers ancient dreams Of mountain mist and starlit beams. Two travelers met at twilight’s fall Where crumbling stones and memories call. One spoke of journeys long and deep, The other promised secrets keep. They shared the wine, they shared the bread, Of distant lands and fortunes said. When dawn arrived with golden light, Both vanished into morning bright. Now when the wind through branches sighs, You he...