One Enchanted Tristich

I wish to dream, my eyes to recide within my mind. But hark the hand of time strikes midnight; I lie awake. I long to immerse myself in fairytale, where magic speaks adventure, challenge and victory; not stony silence. I hope for a frivolous encounter. Join Peter Pan and the lost boys, preserve my childlike innocence; but alas, a new day dawns. I gaze outside my window, toward the twinkling light. I allow my mind to wonder, amid the swirling expanse of cosmos; a billion, trillion worlds out there. I ponder my existence, my own self worth. But remind myself that God cares even for the sparrow, a calm washes over me; my eyes close. .