Lulled into a beautiful dream

Lulled into a beautiful dream,

Where worries fade and colors gleam.

Soft whispers brush upon the breeze,

Through rustling leaves in ancient trees.

A gentle light, a pearlescent sheen,

Paints dreamscapes on a velvet screen.

Stars like diamonds, bright and bold,

Scattered stories yet untold.

A melody, a calming sigh,

Carries secrets on the butterfly.

A silver stream, with laughter's flow,

Reflects the moon's ethereal glow.

The weightless soul takes flight and soars,

Beyond the mountains, distant shores.

On silken clouds, so light and free,

It dances with the fantasy.

Memories, like fireflies, ignite,

Warm embers flickering in the night.

Faces loved, in soft embrace,

A tender smile upon each face.

Whispers turn to lullabies,

Sung by angels in the skies.

Golden wings, a gentle beat,

Guiding slumber, soft and sweet.

Time suspends its hurried pace,

Lost in this wondrous, dreamy space.

No shadows lurk, no troubles bind,

Only peace within the tranquil mind.

The heart forgets its daily woes,

Embraced by where the wildflower grows.

A symphony of nature's art,

Mending the weary, wounded heart.

A canvas painted, vast and deep,

Where secrets of the subconscious sleep.

Unfurling dreams in vibrant hues,

A world where wishes all come true.

The body rests, the spirit free,

Soothed by the whispering willow tree.

Moonlight paints a silver tear,

As gentle slumber draws us near.

Inhale the peace, the quiet bliss,

Forget the world, with all it is.

For in this dream, so safe and sound,

A perfect world, forever found.

The dawn approaches, pale and shy,

A gentle nudge, a soft goodbye.

The dreamer wakes, with heart renewed,

The essence of the dream imbued.

A lingering touch, a memory bright,

Of the beautiful dream that filled the night.

A promise whispered, soft and low,

That even when awake, the magic's flow

Will echo softly, ever near,

A spark of hope to banish fear.

For in the heart, where dreams reside,

A piece of magic will forever hide.