Nelson Eimankhu
In the stillness of night, where shadows play,
Dreams weave their tales in a gentle ballet.
Visions take flight on ethereal streams,
Carving our hopes in the fabric of dreams.
They dance like the stars, so distant yet near,
Guiding our hearts with a flicker of cheer.
In the depths of our minds, they ignite a spark,
Illuminating paths through the silent dark.
With every dawn, they may fade from sight,
Yet their echoes linger, soft as moonlight.
For in waking hours, they stir our resolve,
In the quest for our truths, they help us evolve.
So cherish your dreams; let them soar and gleam,
For within their embrace lies the essence of dreams.