In the quiet of the night, I wander afar,
Through realms untold beneath the silver star.
Dreams unfold their wings, a gentle embrace,
Guiding me softly to a boundless space.
Mountains of hope rise in the morning light,
Valleys of peace stretch beyond my sight.
Rivers of time flow with endless grace,
Carving paths of wonder in this sacred place.
Under the moon’s gaze, secrets softly gleam,
Stories of old weave through my dream.
Whispers of tomorrow in the night air,
Echoes of a future that I long to share.
In this land where dreams are spun,
I find a world where all is one.
A tapestry of dreams, vibrant and true,
A journey eternal, always anew.