In the quiet of the starlit night,
Dreams take flight on wings unseen,
Whispers of hope in the moon’s soft light,
Guiding hearts through the ethereal sheen.

Ambitions rise with the morning sun,
Carving paths through fields untread,
A journey begun, never undone,
With dreams as a compass, ahead we tread.

The mountains high, the valleys deep,
Each step a testament to inner might,
In the silence where shadows creep,
Dreams forge a future, bold and bright.

As stars fade in the breaking dawn,
Ambitions echo in the waking heart,
A tapestry of dreams, never forlorn,
In the dance of life, they play their part.