Beauty personified

 In emerald depths, where shadows loom

A silvery enchantress, dispelling gloom, She emerges, soft and pale, From the trees, a cosmic veil.

With whispers of the ancient night, She bathes the forest in her light, A symphony of silvered hues, Where darkness blends with moonlit blues.

Oh, silvery enchantress, pure and bright, You paint the forest in your light, A canvas of celestial art, Where dreams and moonlight intertwine, from heart to heart.

In hushed embrace, the forest sighs, As lunar beams caress the skies, A tapestry of light and shade, Where nature's secrets gently cascade