In the velvet sky of boundless night,
The moon, a beacon of distant light,
A metaphor for aspirations high,
A symbol of progress soaring nigh.

Like dreams that dance beyond our reach,
The moon's allure, a lesson to teach,
It hangs above in silent grace,
A reminder to strive in every space.

Casting shadows on paths unknown,
Its silver glow a promise sown,
With each...