The Moon’s Reflection

At night, the moon sings, a ballad of silver, blinking softly upon the water, a mirror of dreams, calling to the wanderers, along shadowed paths.

It stirs the heart, a reminder of the past, of lovers embracing, of secrets shared, as the night unfolds, a tranquil symphony, a backdrop of stars.

In its glow, we find solace, a connection to the cosmos, a promise that life, it ebbs and flows, just like the tides of the ocean, which knows our names, carved deep in the sands of time.

• Bertolt Brecht