In the dark forest, where silence reigns,

The garden dreams in hidden domains.

Night's whispered secrets, a mystical scheme,

Moonlight streams, an ethereal gleam.

 

Trees weave tales with rustling leaves,

In the quietude, the night conceives.

The garden, a canvas where magic teems,

Moonlight's whispers in nocturnal themes.

 

In shadows cast, the secrets roam,

Night's embrace, a whispered tome.

In the dark forest, where wonder beams,

The garden dreams, where enchantment deems.