Moonlit Night

In silver light, the night unfolds, A tapestry of stories told; Beneath the stars, the world aglow, In dreams of night, the heart may flow.

With every branch and shadow cast, The moonlight paints the moments past; In whispered winds, a soft embrace, In moonlit night, we find our place.

Let silence reign, let wonder speak, In quietude, the soul we seek; For in the night, the spirit sighs, In nature’s bless, the heart replies.

• Philip Webb