Hide me Moon

 **Moon Behind the Clouds**

Veiled in the night's soft shroud,

The moon plays coy behind the clouds,

A dance of shadows and light,

In the quiet theater of the night.

Glimpses of silver break through,

A peekaboo of celestial hue,

As if the sky, in playful mood,

Hides its treasure, not to elude.

The clouds, like curtains, part,

Revealing the moon's pure heart,

A moment of brilliance, bold and round,

Before it retreats without a sound.

This game of hide and seek,

Where the moon whispers, soft and meek,

Behind the clouds, it finds repose,

In the silent story, the night composes.

So let us gaze upon the sky,

Where dreams are cast and spirits fly,

For behind the clouds, the moon still beams,

A guide for the night's woven dreams.