In the realm of dreams where stars whisper,
A tapestry of light unfolds in nightâs embrace.
The moon dances softly with shadows,
Guiding spirits through the silent space.
Wanderers of the night find solace there,
In visions painted with stardust hues.
Floating on the wings of endless hope,
Chasing echoes of forgotten truths.
Each dream a voyage to uncharted lands,
Where time dissolves and hearts are free.
The soul writes tales in the language of night,
Bound only by the limits of fantasy.
Awake, the dawn whispers softly,
Yet dreams linger, a gentle retreat.
In the heart, they leave their footprints,
A reminder of paths yet to meet.