In the velvet hush of night, the moon rises,
A silver sentinel, casting light on hidden dreams,
Her glow a gentle caress, soft as whispered sighs,
Guiding wanderers through darkened streams.
She dances in the heavens, serene and wise,
A timeless companion to the earth’s repose,
Cradling the night in her luminescent guise,
Breathing life into shadows, where secrets compose.
With each phase, she tells a tale anew,
Of cycles and changes, of beginnings and ends,
Her presence a reminder that life’s path is true,
In her light, our own reflection mends.
Oh moon, in your embrace, we find our own,
A symphony of stillness in a cosmic sea,
In your eternal dance, our hearts are known,
Moon is life, and life is moon, endlessly.
©twisha ray
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