Dreams Across Borders - Tim Wood - Bog

In the depths of twilight's embrace, Where shadows dance and stars give chase, I find solace in the tranquil space, Of a carousel that spins time and space. As painted horses leap to the skies, Whispering secrets in melodic cries, The rhythm of my heart begins to rise, Lost in the carousel's enchanting guise. Through realms of dreams my mind does soar, Where endless wonders lie in store, On this carousel, forevermore, The carousel of infinity I adore. In this realm of peace and grace, I find a haven, a sacred place, Where time's constraints and worries erase, On this tranquil carousel's embrace.