Whispers Of The Dream Catcher

Whispers of the Dream Catcher

In the quiet of the night, beneath a silver glow,

Where shadows dance and secrets weave, soft and slow,

A woven net of sacred threads, a guiding hand,

Cradles wishes, dreams, and fears like grains of sand.

Each bead a story, each feather a sigh,

Entangled in the whispers of the night sky.

It catches nightmares, like stars in its embrace,

Transforming darkness into a gentle grace.

From the heart of the woods, where the wild spirits roam,

It speaks of strength, a refuge, a home.

Around the circle, love and light will flow,

As hope spins brightly, in the soft moon's glow.

So sleep, dear dreamer, in the arms of this lore,

For the dream catcher shields you, forevermore.

With every dawn that breaks, let your spirit soar free,

A tapestry of dreams—a gift just for thee.