Beneath the silver moon, the river flows so wide, A gentle breeze whispers secrets to the tide. On distant shores, the willow branches sway, As stars above guide night to day. A lonely boat drifts with the current's grace, Its weary traveler seeking a resting place. Memories dance like fireflies in the air, Of laughter shared and burdens bare. The water mirrors heaven's endless deep, Where promises and dreams both stir and sleep. Though time may pass and seasons turn anew,...