In the quiet hours, dreams take flight,
Like whispers carried on the wings of night.
They dance in shadows, weave through stars,
Painting the sky with thoughts from afar.
A tapestry of hopes and fears entwined,
In slumberâs embrace, our souls unwind.
Each vision a story, a realm to explore,
Where past and future meet at the door.
In dreams, we find what daylight hides,
Boundless journeys where the heart resides.
Embrace the magic, let your spirit soar,
For in these moments, we are so much more.
When dawn approaches, dreams gently fade,
Leaving traces of the paths theyâve made.
Yet in our hearts, their echoes remain,
Whispering softly, ’til night falls again.