Caravan Of Dreams Poem by Mohammad Yousef

By Mohammad A.Yousef

In the quiet of the night,
Where stars hang like whispered hopes,
A caravan rolls softly,
Wheels of fortune turning
On the dusty road of possibility.

Voices mingle with night air,
An echo of laughter, tales, and wonder,
Old men with silver beards,
And young eyes wide with questions,
All gathered under a tapestry of dark.

Each wagon holds its secrets,
Jars of dreams and treasures,
Starlit wishes tucked away,
Waiting to dance among the silken shadows,
Where the mind wanders unhindered.

They travel through thoughts untamed,
Past mountains of fears that cast their shade,
Through valleys rich with stories to tell,
Each pause stitched with the thread of learning,
A patchwork quilt of experience and vision.

What is it to dream?
Is it to stretch a hand,
And grasp the unseen,
To simple find a tune to sing,
Within the chaos of the heart?

They exchange glances,
Between the heavy and the light,
Where shifting sands of belief reside,
Waking dreams like dawn's first glow,
Glistening on the edge of a new beginning.

Tonight, the moon is our guide,
A lantern pitching silver light,
Illuminating paths we once feared to tread,
Each whisper pulls at our thoughts,
Where every soul holds a different tune.

A mother sings a lullaby to the night,
Soft and warm like woven blankets,
Promising tomorrows bright
Where hopes unfurl,
Like petals touched by morning's breath.

Time winds its way through the caravan,
Moments slipping like grains of sand,
Yet they gather laughter, resolve,
Steadying hearts willing to roam,
Each footfall echoing freedom's call.

As dawn begins to paint the world,
With strokes of gold and tender light,
The caravan finds its grounding,
New dreams wake, begin to bloom,
Among the roots of all who dare to wander.

So come, join this timeless trek,
Bring your stories, your wishes, your fears,
Under a sky painted with stars and dreams,
On this road where we weave together,
A tapestry of life's grand journey.