The silver moon hangs in the midnight sky, Casting shadows where dreams quietly lie. A gentle breeze whispers through ancient trees, Carrying secrets on its passing sighs. By the lake where lotus flowers bloom, Time dissolves in fragrant perfume. A lone heron stands in stillness deep, Watching over the world asleep. Stars dance upon the water’s face, Mapping out eternal space. In this moment, all finds peace— Worries fade and tensions cease. Yet dawn will come with golden light, Ending this t...
