Under the dim moonlight
Blew fresh air of the night
Swiftly turning into wind
making the trees start to sing
As all its leaves collide
Under the dim Moonlight
The most beautiful sound
my closed eyes fail to bound
I sat smiling under it
Dreaming a world as peaceful as this
As the happiness, like the wind, surround
With the dim moonlight around
even in deep sleep, my mind admired
How the cool wind of the night inspired
Dwelling in the thoughts, my eyes opened
To find the sun flashing through the leaves, awakened
It was, indeed a beautiful sight
But nothing compared to the dim moonlight
dedicated to @empty_promises for suggesting the word 'moonlight'... Thanks, Maya! :):):)
