Poetic Dream

If I could hold a moment in my hand,
And weave a tapestry of dreams,
If I could paint the sky with hues so grand,
And make reality burst at the seams.

If I could pluck stars from their celestial dance,
And string them like pearls in the night,
If I could grant each wish with a mere glance,
And turn darkness into shimmering light.

If time stood still, and worries were mere dust,
If doubts were banished to the abyss,
If hearts were filled with boundless trust,
And every sorrow would cease to exist.

If words could heal the wounds of the soul,
And silence spoke volumes untold,
If kindness became our ultimate goal,
And compassion in every heart took hold.

If we embraced differences with open arms,
And learned from the lessons they teach,
If we united, instead of causing harm,
And let love be the language we preach.

If we dared to dream beyond the skies,
And chased our passions without fear,
If we saw the world through empathetic eyes,
And spread hope and joy far and near.

If, dear friend, these "ifs" became our reality,
Oh, what a world it would be!
Let's dream, let's believe, let's strive,
For a future where "if" turns into "we."