A realm of sentient shadows, elusive and free,
Dancing in the moonlight, they’re a sight to see,
In the full moon’s glow, they sway and play,
Unraveling secrets in their mystical way.
They whisper ancient tales, in the dead of night,
Revealing their mystique, with every moonlit flight,
Silent yet vibrant, with stories untold,
A world of enigma, in their shadows unfold.
The moonbeams cloak them in a celestial embrace,
As they spin and twirl with ineffable grace,
A dance of darkness, an ethereal display,
In the midnight hour, they come out to play.
Embracing the darkness, they hold a subtle power,
Casting an enchantment that lasts for every hour,
Their enigmatic allure, in the depth of the night,
A realm of sentient shadows, an enchanting sight.
Bathed in the moon’s glow, they waltz and weave,
Transcending reality, they enchant and deceive,
In the realm of the night, where dreams are spun,
Sentient shadows dance beneath the midnight sun.