Made of Dreams #1

Made of Dreams

I close my eyes, the world slips by,
I float beneath a velvet sky.
No more weight, no more sound,
Only stars all spinning ‘round.

And in this quiet, I become
A voice of light, a beating drum…

I’m made of dreams, of silver light,
Of whispered winds and endless night.
I fly through thoughts I’ve never known,
In skies that only dreamers own.
No fear, no end, just drifting streams—
I’m made of dreams.

Mountains rise, then melt to sea,
Time unrolls so endlessly.
Every step is soft and slow,
In a place where dreamers go.

Don’t wake me yet, just let me fall
Through clouds that never break at all…

I’m made of dreams, of stars and flame,
Of places no one ever names.
A single thought, a silent tune,
A dance beneath a purple moon.
The world’s not always what it seems—
I’m made of dreams.

And when I wake, I’ll keep it near,
The light I found, the voice I hear.
A spark to hold when days are long—
The dream becomes my waking song.

I’m made of dreams, and so are you,
Of skies we’ve crossed and stars we knew.
So when you’re lost or torn at seams—
Remember this:
You're made of dreams. ✨