In the meadow bathed in ethereal light, Where unicorns dwell in pure delight, Their whispers enchant the starry night, Guiding dreams upon wings of flight. With grace they roam, majestic and free, Their presence a celestial symphony, Gently weaving joy for all to see, Mystical beings, forever they'll be. Their horns aglow, like a radiant beam, A symbol of magic, rare and serene, Their essence, a balm for souls that gleam, Unicorns, the guardians of dreams. Through whispered echoes from their haven, They inspire hope in hearts that haven't, Guiding us towards a world unshaken, Where dreams come true and love awakens.