V A E L O R A - Moonbloom

No one walks these fields alone.
Every blossom softly gleams, like a thousand waking dreams.
Mountains fade beyond the haze, lost inside the silver rays.
Every heartbeat, calm and slow,
Moves where moonlit rivers flow.
Close your eyes, breathe the air,
Find the beauty waiting there.
Leave the world far behind,
Lose the weight of space and time.
Moon bloom, still it grows, where the quiet moonlight flows.