In the quiet realm where shadows play,
Dreams dance upon the canvas of night.
They weave tales of wonder, in hues of gray,
Guiding souls through darkness to light.
In dreams, the impossible takes flight,
As stars twinkle in a velvet sky.
Mountains bow, and oceans ignite,
As the mind’s eye paints visions high.
Through misty forests, where secrets lie,
And ancient whispers softly speak,
Dreams unveil truths that often defy
The boundaries that reality seeks.
In dreams, we soar, unburdened and free,
Exploring realms beyond our grasp.
We chase elusive fantasies,
In the ever-shifting sands of the past.
Yet dreams can be more than fleeting reprieve,
They hold the power to inspire and create.
They plant the seeds from which we achieve,
And guide us to our destined fate.
So let us embrace the dreams we hold dear,
For in them lies the essence of our soul.
They fuel our hopes, dispel our fear,
And lead us to our ultimate goal.
