In shadows deep where silence falls,
A dreamer stirs, yet answers calls,
Unbidden steps on midnight’s floor,
A journey started, never sure.
Eyes open wide, yet lost in sleep,
They wander far, adrift and deep,
In rooms transformed by dreams unknown,
Through silent hallways, all alone.
The moonlight paints a ghostly scene,
Where thoughts awake have never been,
Each step a dance in muted light,
A silent waltz with endless night.
The mind at rest, the body roams,
Past walls of thought, past hearth and home,
A stranger in familiar lands,
A puppet pulled by unseen hands.
Triggers hidden, whispers call,
Of stress and strain, the night recalls,
From life awake, forgotten cares,
Unfurl in dreams as midnight stares.
But dawn will come and veil this phase,
These haunted, half-remembered days,
And they will wake, unchained, anew,
Unknowing of the night they flew.
So keep them safe where shadows creep,
Secure their path, ensure their sleep,
For in their steps lie worlds unseen,
Where waking souls have never been.
