Pathways of the Past

Underneath the cloak of night,
Where moonbeams kiss the earth so light,
We walk the pathways of the past,
Through memories that forever last.

The whisper of the leaves in breeze,
Tells tales of old, with such ease.
Each step we take, a story unfolds,
Of silent nights and truths untold.

In the serenity of the night's embrace,
We find solace in its tranquil grace.
The paths we tread, lit by the moon,
Guide us beneath the stars in tune.

With each heartbeat, echoes the lore,
Of yesteryears and love that bore,
The strength to overcome, to withstand,
The test of time, hand in hand.

As the night sky blankets all,
In the quiet, our spirits call.
Reconnecting with the souls we prize,
Under the watchful moonlit skies.

So here's to the pathways we retrace,
In the night, finding our own pace.
Embracing past and present alike,
With the moon as our guiding light.