In the quiet corners of a restless mind,
Where dreams and reality intertwine,
Lies a realm unseen by waking eyes,
A tapestry of wonder, where imagination flies.

Through the shadows of doubt, it finds its way,
Painting the night with colors of day,
Crafting worlds with a poet’s grace,
In the heart of silence, it finds its place.

Stars dance on the canvas of the night,
Guided by thoughts that take their flight,
Each whisper of the soul, a new creation,
Boundless realms of endless fascination.

In the depths of the mind, a spark ignites,
A beacon in the darkness, casting light,
For in the essence of imagination’s stream,
Lies the power to dream the impossible dream.