In the quiet of the midnight sky,
Dreams weave their tales so high.
Whispers of hope and silent sighs,
In the realm where reality lies.
Shadows dance with moonlit beams,
As minds embark on endless dreams.
A journey within, where the heart gleams,
In the land of stars and streams.
Echoes of forgotten lore,
Through the night, they softly pour.
Dreams of yore, forevermore,
Carving paths to every shore.
As dawn breaks, dreams take flight,
Dissolving in the morning light.
Yet in our hearts, they burn so bright,
Guiding us through day and night.