In the silent whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with gleaming light,
The mind unfurls its hidden wings,
To realms where endless wonder springs.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Beneath a star-encrusted sky,
Imagination carves its path,
Beyond the realms of mortal wrath.

With colors bright and visions bold,
Stories of the heart are told,
In lands where dreams and wishes weave,
A tapestry one can believe.

So let your thoughts take flight afar,
On wings of dreams to distant stars,
For in the realm of pure creation,
Lies the magic of imagination.