Dream is a veil,
Quietly woven in the depths of the night,
The stars are its stitches,
Moonlight is its gentleness.
In dreams,
The mountains whisper, the rivers sing,
The wind carries distant stories,
Talk softly in your ear.
Dream is a window,
push it away,
Then you can see scenery you have never seen before,
Meet yourself you've never met before.
The dream is rain,
The soil of memory is wetted,
deep in my heart,
The buds of hope quietly grow.
Dream is a light,
in the dark,
Light up the way forward,
Even if I wake up,
The light still shines in my heart.
Dreams are unfinished poems,
before dawn,
Close it gently,
But I can never finish writing,
The whispers hidden deep in my heart.
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I hope this poem captures the lightness and depth of dreams, and may your dreams be as beautiful as poetry.
Intention: dream