Whispers of the Moonlight

Beneath the silver crescent's gentle glow,
A world of dreams begins to show.
In the hush of night, where shadows play,
Whispers of the moonlight light the way.
A lullaby sung by the cosmic choir,
Stars embellish the vast celestial spire.
Through the velvet sky, the night unfurls,
A dance of constellations, secrets in swirls.
Moonbeams weave tales of forgotten lore,
As time itself takes a pause, evermore.
The velvet canvas painted with stardust,
A masterpiece of the cosmos, a celestial trust.
Ephemeral moments, like shooting stars,
Leave trails of wishes, traveling far.
Mysteries unveiled in the deep night's sea,
An ethereal journey, wild and free.
The night breeze carries tales untold,
Of ancient galaxies and stories bold.
Each whispered secret, a gift from the sky,
A symphony of silence, as time slips by.
Ode to the moon, in her silvery throne,
A luminous queen, her grace widely known.
Her whispers echo through the cosmic dome,
Guiding the dreamers, leading them home.
So, let us linger in the moonlit trance,
Embrace the magic, and let our spirits dance.
In the quietude of night, our souls ignite,
With the whispers of the moonlight.