In the quiet embrace of night,
Where shadows dance under moonlight,
Dreams awaken with gentle sighs,
Painting worlds behind closed eyes.

Stars sing softly above the earth,
Guiding dreams to their rebirth,
In realms where fantasies weave,
And the soul finds its reprieve.

Through the whispers of the dark,
Imagination leaves its mark,
Crafting tales of joy and fear,
In the silence, all is clear.

As dawn’s light begins to gleam,
Fading visions like a stream,
Sleep departs with tender grace,
Leaving dreams in its embrace.