In the quiet hush of midnight’s embrace,
Where shadows waltz with gentle grace,
Dreams awaken in a silent flight,
Painting worlds in the canvas of night.
Stars above, like lanterns aglow,
Guide the heart where dreams dare to go,
A journey through realms unseen,
Where hope and wonder weave their sheen.
Whispers of dreams softly speak,
In the silent moments we seek,
Promises of what might be,
In the vast ocean of eternity.
As dawn breaks the dreamer’s trance,
Stars fade in the morning’s dance,
Yet dreams linger, a gentle reminder,
Of the magic found in nightâs tender splendor.