A Dream of Light

This is the crossroads of a million worlds
A place to rest at the end of all paths
In a living ocean of thoughts and dreams
The pages of a storybook come alive
To be read by all who would spare a thought for fantasy
Those who hear it know the call of adventure
At the edges of the gathering place
Blank maps shrouded in shadow wait to become known
It is a dream of light in the darkness that leads them away
To lands waiting for illumination, for color
And the thought that, far off across the sand
Under stars that pulse just below the horizon
Another gathering place may await their coming

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