Beneath the boughs of soft moonlight,
Where cherry blossoms glow in the night,
A world of whispers, petals grace,
In this serene and tranquil space.
A gentle breeze through branches weaves,
Petals fall like dreams on awaiting eaves,
In shades of pink and white they dance,
Softness in the calm of night’s romance.
With eyes like stars in midnight skies,
Gazing where dreams and beauty rise,
A world of mystery, vast and free,
In loving moonlight’s sweet serenity.
Oh, nature’s beauty, pure and rare,
In quiet moments, we find it there,
A heart that beats with love’s own song,
In gardens where dreams may belong.
Each blossom holds a tale untold,
Of hopes that in the night unfold,
The rustling leaves, a whispered rhyme,
Echoing through the sands of time.
The river’s flow, a quiet trace,
Reflecting the moon’s ethereal grace,
It carries burdens, dreams anew,
In tranquil depths of endless blue.
Mountains stand as sentinels high,
Guardians ‘neath the moonlit sky,
Their peaks touch heavens, strong and cold,
A symbol of stories, secrets hold.
Moonlight paints the canvas of the night,
With shades of blue, soft and slight,
A reminder of life’s gentle grace,
A fleeting moment we all embrace.
In the harmony of nature’s art,
Emotions flow, a silent part,
A symphony of feelings, intertwined,
In the moon’s embrace, heart and mind.