Moonlight's Requiem

In the darkest night, the owl's eyes gleam, A secret whispered in moonlight's dream. Through shadowed branches, a sakura tree, Blossoms aglow, like stars set free. The full moon weaves its silver thread, Guiding lost souls where dreams are spread. A requiem of peace, the wind does sing, As petals fall, the wind swing. Beneath the moon's gaze, we find our way, Lost in the dance of night and day. The owl's wisdom, the sakura's grace, Together they weave a sacred space. The full moon weaves its silver thread, Guiding lost souls where dreams are spread. A requiem of peace, the wind does sing, As petals fall, the wind swing. Moonbeams cradle hopes and fears, As the sakura whispers ancient years. The owl, sentinel of secrets untold, Guides us through mysteries, bold and old. The full moon weaves its silver thread, Guiding lost souls where dreams are spread. A requiem of peace, the wind does sing, As petals fall, the wind swing. Moonbeams cradle hopes and fears, As the sakura whispers ancient years. The owl, sentinel of secrets untold, Guides us through mysteries, bold and old. Moonlit dreams, our hearts wind, In this enchanted forest, we find The owl's eyes, the sakura's bloom, A symphony of peace in the moon's soft bloom.