In the silent night, you rise so high,
A beacon bright in the velvet sky.
With a silver glow, you softly gleam,
A celestial dream, a mystic beam.

Guardian of the evening tide,
In your glow, the secrets hide.
Casting light on silent streets,
Whispering tales where darkness meets.

O ancient orb, so calm, so wise,
Reflecting light from distant skies.
In your presence, hearts find peace,
A timeless dance that will never cease.

Watcher of the night’s embrace,
Your gentle light, a tender grace.
Moon, you reign in quiet might,
Eternal muse, the poet's light.