Azure Slumber

In the realm of dreams, she finds solace, Surrounded by birds and flowers that unfold, A serene escape, where worries lose their hold, And the world's din fades into a gentle hush. Her hair, a tumble of midnight blue, Cascades down, a river's gentle flow, As she succumbs to the allure of rest, And lets the world's weight gently nest. The birds, with feathers soft as silk, Watch over her, their gazes kind and mild, Their presence a balm to her weary soul, As she surrenders to the night's dark role. In this tableau, beauty reigns supreme, A testament to the power of dreams, To heal, to soothe, and to transform, And guide us through life's turbulent stream.