Alone in peace
Beneath the moon, a tree stands alone, Its leaves rustling, a somber moan. The night is still, the air is crisp, Nature's silence, a peaceful bliss.
. but, only and only if it is not
Beneath the moon, a tree stands alone, Its leaves rustling, a somber moan. The night is still, the air is crisp, Nature's silence, a peaceful bliss.