In the garden of dreams, where shadows play
A flower blooms, in the moon's silver ray
Its petals unfurl, like a gentle sigh
As the night's soft whisper, awakens its eye

Its beauty is rare, its scent so sweet
A fragrance that wafts, to the heart's retreat
In this quiet hour, it blooms alone
A lunar blossom, in a peaceful throne

The stars up above, a twinkling sea
Reflecting the dreams, that are meant to be
The world is hushed, in a silent sleep
As this moonlit flower, its vigil keeps

In the darkness shines, a gentle light
A beacon of hope, in the black of night
A symbol of love, that forever grows
A moonlit bloom, that in heart, forever glows