
Whispers of the Moon
The moonlight hums a quiet tune,
A silver song of night’s embrace,
Soft whispers dance with passing winds,
Like secrets lost in time and space.
The stars, like lanterns, gently glow,
Scattered dreams across the skies,
A poet’s heart, a lover’s wish,
Reflected deep in longing eyes.
The world may rush, the days may fade,
But in the stillness, truth is found,
For even shadows speak in light,
And silent echoes still resound.
So let the moonlight call your name,
And walk beneath its silver beams,
For in the night, the soul awakes,
And finds the voice within its dreams.



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