In dreams we dance, in fantasies we soar,
Yet reality knocks upon the door.
Where once we wandered in realms untold, Now truth reveals its grip, firm and bold.In whispers soft, we spun our tales,
Of castles high and ships with billowed sails. But as dawn breaks, shadows fade away, Leaving behind the stark light of day.
Oh, bittersweet awakening, bitter pill to swallow,
As dreams dissolve, like mist on the morrow. For in the heart's quiet, a solemn truth does dwell,
Fantasies, however sweet, bid their farewell.
Yet in letting go, a newfound grace we find, In the embrace of what is, the present kind.
For though fantasies may never come to be, Life's true beauty lies in its reality.
© Azz_lia