In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with the moon’s light,
Dreams take flight on wings unseen,
Painting visions of what could have been.

Beyond the stars, where hopes reside,
In realms where aspirations glide,
We chase the echoes of our heart,
Crafting stories, a work of art.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
We seek the truth, we learn to fly,
With every fall, with every rise,
Dreams unfold before our eyes.

And in the dawn’s soft, golden hue,
We find the strength to start anew,
For in our dreams, the world we mold,
A tale of courage, brave and bold.