


The moon, in its quiet grace, does not shine with its own light but glows with remembrance.
Each night, it becomes a silent storyteller, whispering to the vast sky all the tender words the sun, in its brilliance and haste, left unsaid.
In its soft, borrowed glow, the moon carries messages of longing, love, and unspoken dreams, weaving them gently into the fabric of the night.
You don’t need to burn to shine;
you can glow,
just like the moon..
Good night
you can glow,
just like the moon..
Good night