Each sigh of wind that softly paves, On the dreamlike path of silvery waves. Rests the moon, singing her lullaby, With moonlit memories passing by. The waves crashing on the shore, Of golden sand with silent roars. Her lullaby whispers into the core, Of moonlight kissing on coral shores. Her whisper continues, prolonged in time, Her crescent smile, thin as a line. While nature sleeps, the stars align, Like diamonds in sky, they gleam divine.