In the gentle dawn, reality unfolds,
A tapestry woven with threads unseen,
Shadows dance where dreams once held,
A whispering truth in the morning’s sheen.

The world awakens to the silent sigh,
Of hopes and fears entwined in grace,
The sun paints gold across the sky,
In reality’s arms, we find our place.

Through the veil of night, we wander far,
In dreams that drift like autumn leaves,
Yet in the light, where real things are,
The heart discerns what it believes.

Embrace the shadows, the light, the gray,
For in their dance, we come to know,
Reality’s song, both night and day,
A symphony of life’s ebb and flow.