Beneath the silver moon, the river flows so wide, A gentle breeze whispers secrets as the tides glide. Old fisherman’s boat drifts with dreams untold, While distant temple bells in the night unfold. Stars sprinkle the sky like pearls cast with care, Reflecting on water, a dance light as air. Memories of lovers who once walked this shore, Echo in the waves forevermore. Nature’s quiet poetry, timeless and deep, Guards the world’s wonders as all creatures sleep.
