#MoonlitMagic

Gossamer glimmers glow,
Moon, a celestial seamstress,
Stitching silver seams through
Silent, shadowy tapestries—
Night’s nimble fingers dance.

Beneath her borrowed light,
Winds whisper ancient secrets,
Leaves listen, rustling with
The wisdom of wooded wraiths—
Spirits speaking in sighs.

Stars, the sky's sage eyes,...