Once upon a giggle, a thread led you away...
Through paths of silver rain and whispers of the breeze.
Are the stars playing hide and seek?
Or are the trees simply tickling the sky?
In the center of it all, a string pulls tight...
It's a swing made of moonlight and longing sighs.
Hold my hand, and let's decode the sky's secrets.
Ripple Tales Sunshine's Whisper Night's Fly