The dreamy night when I heavenly close my eyes
Every turn my spirit sees — of quiet, life, and nightmare.
Softly, my blanket wraps above, holding me tightly.
Tired and weightless, my spirit rests.
The sound and the safety I feel —
I fall before my yawning tears can fall.
Soon, I drift into a dreamy night,
a gentle lullaby singing me to sleep.
The deep and angelic warmth
crawls within my space and bed.
I float in the comfort of time,
lying beneath star-shaped light.
The calmness, and how silver the Luna shines
through my glass window.
The dreamy night —
I feel sleepy and smiling.
The dreamy night —
I see every fantasy, every fear, and nothing.