Secrets Beneath the Moon

Whispering shadows under silver moon,

Silent secrets, vanished too soon.

Beneath the sky so cold and pale,

Lies a story dark and frail.

Through the thorns, through the mist's embrace,

Moves a shadow's gentle grace.

Ravens cry my hidden name,

Flickering flames ignite the same.

Voices ancient, softly creep,

Stir the darkness from its sleep.

Candles flicker, silver bright,

Burning through the silent night.

Roots and stars in tangled weave,

Fear and love, they intertwine.

Hush, let silence draw you near,

Lay your worries, drop your fear.

In the woods so deep and wide,

Spirits whisper, worlds collide.

When the blackest hour has flown,

Shadows fade, night overthrown.

Moon, shadow, thorn, and tree,

Guard their secrets endlessly.