Quiet peace calms the ritual rush,
Cool breeze drives life's worries away.
Strolling through the green and lush,
Pacing away the troubles of the day.
The moon peeps shyly over the trees,
Adores herself in the calm mirror lake.
Her reflection dances with a playful glee,
Oh how her distance makes love ache.
She seems near but is far,
I reached out to hold her, I am shy.
The doors of love stays ajar
Peeping through, I smile the wary wry.
She lay, beautiful in calm repose,
Yet cold as stone, in her cool compose.
How I adore the calm and peaceful night,
Longing for a frozen time before light.