Beneath the moon’s serene and gentle light,
Dreams take flight in the quiet of the night,
Whispered secrets of what might be,
Carried on winds that are wild and free.

In the heart’s silent, sacred place,
Dreams weave tapestries of boundless grace,
They paint the skies with hues untold,
And fill our souls with visions bold.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
In dreams, we soar, we touch the sky,
With every step, a new horizon,
A world reborn with every dawn.

So cherish dreams both big and small,
For they are the compass, the guide for all,
In their embrace, find strength to strive,
For in dreams, our spirits truly thrive.