Opening the Window To Sunlight

I slept well and drifted through happy dreams, neither shadows or sounds kept me from dreaming; those celestial visions decorated with moonbeams, took me further into space to watch planets spinning. When consciousness and feeling returned to the senses, the awareness of a rising day became a fact too evident; fantasy fled as stars, there was no need to dream in darkness, but opening the window to sunlight, morning imposed its intent.