As head greets tender pillow,
The eyes begin to close...
Night's carousel resumes,
And on and on it goes...

The darkness drinks in colors
From your creative mind
As fears and wishes bare,
And neatly intertwine.

As skillfully as artist,
Enlightened by his muse,
Imagination paints
The thoughts that night induced.

Their silhouettes are glowing
With temporary lives
As carousel gains speed,
And quickly whisks you by...

Before you can get dizzy,
The scenes just melt away.
The night is forced to leave -
Concede its place to day.

Bright sunlight tickles lashes
With golden fringe of beams.
It vaporizes all
Those silly, short-lived dreams.