# The Moonlit River

By [Untitled](https://paragraph.com/@0x76969628a0af9ae14726008f9ba757eae02aa85a-2) · 2025-08-25

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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 of home like fireflies glow,

In heart’s deep chambers, soft and low.

The waters murmur tales of ancient years,

Of joy and sorrow, laughter, tears.

Yet onward moves the timeless stream,

A silent witness to every dream.

Now dawn approaches, pale and mild,

Nature’s poetry, serene and wild.

The journey continues, never done,

Under the same moon and sun.

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