Thank You Moon.

I was captivated by the sight of the moon—the real moon—radiant and breathtaking. She shone with such clarity, an exquisite masterpiece of nature, suspended gracefully above the milky river, whose waters flowed silently in hues of white and green.

The moon felt so close, as if I could reach out, touch her silver glow, embrace her, and caress her gentle light. Like me, everyone around was spellbound, lost in her celestial beauty—the true beauty. Seated on benches along the riverbank, they gazed at her endlessly, unable to look away, completely enchanted by her presence.

In that moment, I understood why people have worshiped the moon for centuries, why she remains the ultimate symbol of beauty. She is eternal. She is pure enchantment—bright, luminous, and unimaginably beautiful.

Thank you, Moon, for gracing my dream with your elegance and revealing to me the essence of eternal beauty.