The silver moon hangs in the midnight sky, Casting shadows where silent dreams lie. A gentle breeze whispers through the trees, Carrying secrets on the evening breeze. By the lake, a lone figure stands still, Watching water flow from hill to hill. In the stillness, thoughts begin to clear, Letting go of every doubt and fear. Stars above twinkle like diamonds bright, Guiding wanderers through the dark night. In this moment, all the world seems right, Bathed in the moon’s soft and gentle light....
