In the quiet of the night, dreams softly call,
Painting visions where hopes gently sprawl.
Stars weave tales of what could be,
In the vast horizon where dreams run free.

I walk on paths of golden light,
Guided by whispers, bold and bright.
Each step a promise, each breath a vow,
To chase the dreams that linger now.

Mountains rise and rivers bend,
In my heart where dreams ascend.
I seek the skies, wide and deep,
Where aspirations never sleep.

With every dawn, a new dream wakes,
In the heart where passion quakes.
I gather courage, strong and true,
To live the dreams I’ve long pursued.