Past the veil of ordinary skies,
Where sunbeams weave with whispers shy,
Lies the portal, soft and wide,
To dreams where shadows bide.
Little stars with secret songs,
Sing of worlds where nothing’s wrong,
Come, dive deep, beneath the stars,
Swim in tales of wherever you are.
And should you linger, beware of the night,
For its embrace is kind, yet it holds tight.