In the garden of dreams we wander,
Where shadows of hope softly blend,
Expectations rise like morning mist,
Whispering promises that never end.
A symphony of wishes takes flight,
Carried by winds of longing and grace,
Yet reality paints with a steady hand,
A canvas of truths we must face.
The heart, a compass of desires untold,
Navigates the seas of doubt and fear,
Guided by stars of imagined light,
Towards horizons that seem so near.
In this dance between hope and truth,
We find strength in every stride,
For though expectations may shift and sway,
Our spirit remains our constant guide.