#WritcoPoemPrompt89
Cosmic and silver lined dreams,
More than a castle in the air,
Crisscrossed shade and sunny gleams,
It's time to disconnect from it and travel somewhere

She sat there for hours or days
Time stood still as a frozen lake
Weaving dreams with gentle care
The Dream Weaver's creations awake

A silver tower takes shape
Then an arch and then the gate
slowly and surely piece by piece
A castle is woven in the air

Walking down a misty road
Look ahead you see a moat
Further see a guarded gate
In the castle your fate...