Upon the velvet sky the night descends,
And paints the sleeping world in shades of grey;
Yet look above, where silver moonlight bends,
To wash the weary cares of day away.
Behold that pallid orb, that silent sphere,
Which holds your gaze as it entrances mine;
Though leagues divide us, you are standing near,
Bound by the magic of this light divine.
I cast my hope upon its pearly beam,
A kiss to travel o’er the land and sea;
To meet you softly in a midnight dream,
And whisper truths of fidelity.
Let not the silence fill your heart with fear,
For under one same moon our spirits flight;
Through shadow’s veil, I hold you ever dear,
United in the sanctuary of night.
In the romantic tradition, nature often serves as the great mediator of human emotion. This piece suggests that as long as we share the same sky, we are never truly apart; the moon serves as an eternal guardian of a love that waits with patience and grace.
