A silver hush drapes o'er the land,
Soft as whispers, cool as sand.
The misty veil of midnight deep
Lulls the stars in gentle sleep.

The moon, a lantern pale and bright,
Scatters diamonds through the night.
They shimmer, dance, then drift away
Fleeting dreams in silver spray.

A river hums, a night bird sings,
A sigh of wind on velvet wings.
The world, aglow in hushed embrace,
Wears moonlit sparkles, laced with grace.