Welcome to Night Whispers,
The Moon's Lullaby.
Tender story to carry you softly into sleep.
You don't need to listen closely.
You don't need to follow to the end.
But this lullaby will sing you onward,
Even as you drift away.
So settle into your comfy space now,
The pillow beneath your head,
Your blanket wrapped around you.
Your body is safe,
Supported,
Held.
Take a slow,
Full breath in,
And a long sigh out.
One more inhale,
And release your day completely.
There is nothing to do,
Nowhere to go,
Only rest,
Only sleep.
Feel the rhythm of your breath.
It's soft,
Steady,
Gentle.
Breathe in,
And imagine gathering moonlight.
Breathe out,
And just imagine releasing your day.
Inhale,
Silver calm.
Exhale,
Warm release.
Let each breath rock you like a cradle in the night.
If you'd like to,
Just whisper silently as you inhale,
Peace.
And as you exhale,
Sleep.
A lullaby of breath,
A rhythm of peace.
And once more,
Inhale,
Peace.
Exhale,
Sleep.
And just resume your natural breathing pattern.
So,
This story begins as night falls over a quiet valley.
The last golden traces of sunlight fade,
And the moon is beginning to rise.
It's round and glowing,
Casting a silver light across the land.
The village below grows quiet.
One by one,
Windows darken.
The candles are blown out.
The children nestle under warm blankets.
And the whole village sighs into sleep.
Only the moon remains awake,
Watching with love.
Its light spilling softly into every corner of the night.
You wander out into the valley fields.
The air is cool,
Carrying the scent of grass and night blossoms.
Owls are calling gently in the distance,
And crickets sing their steady rhythm.
The moonlight shines across the meadow.
It's guiding you like a friend walking beside you.
You follow the glow to a small river.
Its surface glimmers silver,
As though the moon has laid a pathway of light upon the water.
You sit at the river's edge,
And you listen to the ripples,
To the night sounds,
To the lullaby hidden in the dark.
And you hear it now,
Softly,
Tenderly,
And the moon sings.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
The refrain moves through the water.
It hums through the trees.
It settles into your heart.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
The moon's light is growing brighter,
And it spills down upon you.
It's covering you in a silvery,
Beautiful glow.
It touches your brow,
Softening your thoughts.
It touches your shoulders,
Releasing all weight.
It touches your chest,
Filling your heart with calm.
It touches your hands,
Loosening every finger.
It touches your belly,
Steadying each breath.
It touches your legs and feet,
Rooting you in safety.
And the moon whispers again.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
The animals of the night seem to listen,
Too.
A fox curls into its den.
The birds are tucking their heads beneath their wings.
Even the flowers fold their petals,
Dreaming in the moonlight.
The whole valley breathes as one,
Wrapped in the moon's alibi.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
Now,
The story is beginning to fade.
The meadow,
The river,
The village below.
Even the animals settling in for the night.
All that remains is moonlight.
All that remains is stillness.
All that remains is sleep.
Your breath is slow,
Your body heavy,
Your heart quiet.
And the moon whispers once again.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
Peace now,
Drift now,
Sleep.
And then,
Even the words dissolve,
Leaving silence,
Leaving peace,
Leaving only sleep.
So,
Sleep well and sweet dreams.
Good night,
My friend.
