Echoes in a Dream

Echoes in a Dream

When the world turns dark and slow,
And the winds forget to blow,
I close my eyes and breathe the night,
And fall into a softer light.

The silence hums a lullaby,
And lifts me where the shadows fly...

Echoes in a dream, calling me home,
Through silver skies where dreamers roam.
A place where time begins to bend,
And every wound begins to mend.
I’m weightless in this gentle stream—
Following echoes in a dream.

Thoughts like stars begin to shine,
Lighting paths that once were mine.
In this space, I feel so free,
Becoming all I longed to be.

No more masks, no need to hide,
The dream accepts what’s kept inside...

Echoes in a dream, calling me home,
Through silver skies where dreamers roam.
A place where time begins to bend,
And every wound begins to mend.
I’m weightless in this gentle stream—
Following echoes in a dream.

And when the morning finds my face,
I'll rise with calm and quiet grace.
For dreams don't end with morning’s gleam—
They live in me… a constant stream.

Echoes in a dream, soft and true,
Lead me to the deepest view.
Where I’m enough, just as I seem—
Forever held
In a dream. 🌌