In the stillness of the night, dreams take flight,Guided by the gentle winds of the moon’s light.They dance upon the canvas of our closed eyes,Unfolding tales of wonder beneath starry skies.

Amidst the shadows, they softly weave,A tapestry of hopes that we long to believe.Each thread a vision, a moment to seize,Where possibilities bloom with the softest breeze.

Beyond the horizon where reality fades,Lies a realm where imagination cascades.Here, the heart finds its quiet reprieve,In the tender embrace of dreams, we believe.

As dawn approaches, they slowly wane,Yet their echoes linger, a sweet refrain.A gentle reminder of the paths untold,In the realm of dreams, where our souls unfold.