Writing prompt: What does moonlight sound like? It filters through the layers of the atmosphere nearly inaudibly, the sound scarcely perceptible to the person who is inattentive to the resonating vibrations. It's the hum in the unwavering stillness of the night. It's the breath of delicate light sighing against your rustling hair. It's the trickling of soft illumination glowing above you, bathing your skin. It's the lapping wavelengths of whispered sound, the languid yawn of its beams stretching through dense trees. The magnetic pull of the ocean's waves lap, lap, lapping against a crisp, smooth shoreline. The melancholy sway of axial tilt as the earth pivots on her single spindle. The soft smile as the blind man sees the night with his ears, the sight a vociferous symphony to his attuned hearing. And if you listen closely, you too, can hear the moonlight.