In the quiet hush of the midnight sky,
Dreams take flight on wings unseen.
Soft whispers echo, asking why,
They drift and dance in the moon’s serene.
Stars twinkle like beacons of hope,
Guiding hearts through the night.
In dreams, we find the strength to cope,
A refuge in their gentle light.
Fantasies weave through the silent air,
Painting worlds of endless grace.
In slumber, we escape despair,
To a place where dreams embrace.
As dawn approaches with golden hue,
Dreams fade into the morning light.
Yet, in our hearts, they stay true,
Inspiring us to rise and fight.