In the stillness of the starlit sky,
I whisper dreams that gently fly,
Carried on the wings of hopeâs embrace,
Seeking solace in a boundless space.
Amidst the shadows of the moon’s soft glow,
Wishes dance in the winds that softly blow,
Weaving through the tapestry of time,
A symphony of dreams in silent rhyme.
Each wish a spark, a guiding light,
In the vast expanse of the endless night,
They paint the heavens with their glow,
In the quiet moments, they softly grow.
With every breath, new wishes bloom,
In the heartâs tender, sacred room,
A gentle promise, silently sown,
In the garden of dreams, eternally grown.