Beneath the silver moon’s gentle gleam, A tranquil river whispers secrets deep. Mountains stand as guardians in the night, While stars above their silent vigils keep. A lone boat drifts, its oars untouched by hands, Guided by currents that the heavens know. The breeze carries tales from distant lands, Of blooming fields where timeless blossoms grow. In this stillness, thoughts take flight and soar, Beyond the confines of the waking mind. Peace descends like dew on sleeping shore, And in the h...

Beneath the silver moon’s gentle gleam, A tranquil river whispers secrets deep. Mountains stand as guardians in the night, While stars above their silent vigils keep. A lone boat drifts, its oars untouched by hands, Guided by currents that the heavens know. The breeze carries tales from distant lands, Of blooming fields where timeless blossoms grow. In this stillness, thoughts take flight and soar, Beyond the confines of the waking mind. Peace descends like dew on sleeping shore, And in the h...