In the quiet hush of midnight’s embrace,
Where shadows dance with a gentle grace,
Eyes flutter closed, seeking solace deep,
In the boundless realm where dreamers sleep.

Stars twinkle softly in the velvet sky,
Guiding the mind where fantasies lie,
Through meadows of thought, where wishes gleam,
In the silent symphony of a dream.

A tapestry woven with threads of gold,
Stories of wonder, tales untold,
Each slumbering breath, a voyage begins,
To lands of magic, where the heart wins.

As dawn awakens with a tender light,
Dreams dissolve, retreat from sight,
Yet in the soul, their echoes remain,
Whispering secrets of night’s sweet domain.