Kang Byeong-Cheol: Riddle of the Moon

I am a traveler with no feet,

Crossing the heavens, calm and sweet.

I borrow light, yet brightly gleam,

A silver lantern in a dream.

I wax and wane, but never die,

A changing face in the night sky.

I hide by day, yet still am near,

Returning when the stars appear.

Tell me, who am I?