Elusive dreams
In the quiet of night, they dance and gleam, Elusive dreams, like a distant stream. They whisper promises, just out of reach, A world of wonder that they silently teach.
They shimmer like stars in themidnight sky, But vanish like mist when we try to draw nigh. In the depths of our hearts, they softly call, Yet slip through our fingers, leaving us in thrall.
Elusive dreams, in the moon's soft gleam, They drift and flutter, a wistful theme. But in pursuit of these fleeting delights, We find the magic in endless nights.
They shimmer like stars in themidnight sky, But vanish like mist when we try to draw nigh. In the depths of our hearts, they softly call, Yet slip through our fingers, leaving us in thrall.
Elusive dreams, in the moon's soft gleam, They drift and flutter, a wistful theme. But in pursuit of these fleeting delights, We find the magic in endless nights.
