Moon Dances On Waves Poem by Micronjan (Micron)

The evening falls in quiet grace,
A gentle hush in time and space.
The calm sea breathes, so smooth, so deep,
While the world has gone to sleep.

A silver moon, so full, so bright,
Climbs softly through the velvet night.
Its pale reflection slips and sways,
In broken lines on darkened waves.

Each ripple moves the shining gleam,
A drifting step, a liquid dream.
The light bends, glides, then gently plays—
The moon that dances on the wave