Salvador Dali dreams about the birth of Venus Painting

In the hush before dawn's gentle stir, Where dreams still linger, soft and sure, In that fleeting moment, before eyes partake, A symphony of whispers, dreams awake. A second before waking, in the tranquil embrace, Where shadows dance in ethereal grace, Time stands still, in the realm of sleep, As morning's light begins to seep. In that sacred pause, where worlds collide, Where reality and fantasy coincide, A kaleidoscope of memories, woven tight, In the quiet realm between day and night. A second before waking, where silence reigns, And the soul's journey unfolds, without chains, In that threshold of time, where dreams take flight, Bathed in the gentle glow of morning light. So cherish the moment, before the day's break, In the tender embrace of dreams, don't forsake, For in that precious second, before eyes arise, The magic of slumber, forever lies.