Silver thread

Dust motes dancing in the fading light,
Another day surrenders to the night.
And then you rise, a silent, watchful grace,
Painting shadows on this lonely space.

You’ve been a witness to a thousand tears,
To whispered secrets and forgotten fears.
You hang above the rooftops, cool and bright,
A silver promise in the velvet night.
I trace your craters with a hopeful gaze,
Lost in the stillness of your ancient ways.

Silver thread, connecting me to you,
Across the darkness, honest and true.
You pull the tides, you shape my restless dreams,
A timeless beauty, it always seems.

The lovers meet beneath your gentle glow,
Sharing stories that only moonbeams know.
The wolves howl softly, a primal plea,
Reflecting back your luminosity for me.
I feel so small, yet somehow intertwined,
With all the mysteries you leave behind.

Silver thread, connecting me to you,
Across the darkness, honest and true.
You pull the tides, you shape my restless dreams,
A timeless beauty, it always seems.

They say you’re just a rock, reflecting light,
But I believe there's something deeper, bright.
A silent comfort in your constant face,
A reminder of a peaceful, sacred space.
You hold the echoes of forgotten time,
And whisper secrets in this quiet rhyme.

Silver thread, connecting me to you,
Across the darkness, honest and true.
You pull the tides, you shape my restless dreams,
A timeless beauty, it always seems.

Silver thread... fading into grey…
Until you rise again another day…
You watch over me…