Echoes of the Night

The moon hums softly, a lullaby’s tune,

While crickets chirp secrets beneath the silver moon.

The wind whispers gently through the swaying trees,

Like a lover’s breath carried on the evening breeze.

A distant owl hoots, wise and profound,

Its call reverberates in the stillness around.

The river gurgles, a playful, bubbling song,

As night wraps the world in its velvet throng.

Stars twinkle like laughter in the vast, dark sea,

In this symphony of night, my spirit roams free.