The oceans sway
In my mist of majesty.
My royal silver is a painting.
I flash gold like a magic, sparkling dream.
I’m the king’s crown of heaven,
A silver iceberg,
Jewelry adorning the spruce trees.
I am gentle, dancing, rolling, crackling.
I hear the tiny stillness of mice.
I am the peaceful moon.
What amazing word choices! “Sway”, “mist of majesty”, and silver “jewelry adorning the spruce trees” are three of my favorites. I can just feel that moonlit night because of your description.