In the quiet of the night, dreams take flight,
Expectations like stars, softly shining bright.
Each one a promise, a wish untold,
In the vast sky, stories unfold.
Gentle whispers of what might be,
In the heartâs chamber, wild and free.
Hopes woven like threads of light,
Guiding us through the darkest night.
Yet in the dawn, as the sun ascends,
Expectations shift, like gentle winds.
Changing forms with the morning breeze,
A dance of dreams among the trees.
Embrace the journey, unknown and wide,
For even if stars may sometimes hide,
In every shadow, a new path glows,
As expectations in the heart still grow.