Enchanted Reverie

In a land where moonbeams dance and skies aglow,

Where whispers weave and secrets gently flow,

There lies a place untouched, unknown by name,

Where tales are spun and dreams forever tame.

Within this haven, colors burst in bloom,

A vibrant canvas painted in every room,

Where melodies of laughter kiss the air,

And joy and wonder eternally ensnare.

Amidst the meadows, fields of emerald green,

A symphony of nature, a living scene,

Where flora whispers ancient lullabies,

And rivers sing their songs as time goes by.

Behold the mountains, steadfast and sublime,

Their peaks caressed by clouds in perfect rhyme,

Guardians of the valley, standing tall,

In silent majesty, they watch over all.

And through the forest, sunlight gently weaves,

A tapestry of shadows, where magic breathes,

Where woodland creatures frolic, wild and free,

And ancient trees hold whispers of mystery.

Upon the shore, where waves meet golden sand,

Footprints fade away, like dreams, hand in hand,

The ocean's dance, a rhythmic lullaby,

As moonlight paints its path across the sky.

In this enchanted realm, a timeless place,

Where love and hope find solace and embrace,

Each soul finds solace in its gentle sway,

And beauty lingers, never to decay.

So let us dream of this ethereal land,

Where fantasies take flight, hand in hand,

For in our hearts, this realm can come alive,

A haven of dreams, where spirits can thrive.

—Edward C.