Controlling Your Dream's Poem by James McLain

In the depths of night where shadows lie,
A realm of dreams where spirits fly,
A place where fantasies unfold,
And whispered secrets are softly told.

Beneath the veil of moonlit gleam,
You find the key to shape the dream,
With mind's control, the power to steer,
Through lands of wonder, free from fear.

A mountain's peak, a river's flow,
A starry sky, a world aglow,
You craft the scenes with gentle might,
A master of this endless night.

With focus clear and heart serene,
You dance within the twilight scene,
From waking thoughts, a bridge you weave,
Into the night, you boldly cleave.

The dream is yours to mold and play,
To cast the night and sculpt the day,
A canvas vast where you can soar,
Unlock the dreams, and then explore.

With each new dawn, the magic stays,
As night returns, your mind replays,
The wondrous art of dreams untamed,
In sleep's embrace, you are unchained.