Listen to the Whispers

Once upon a cloud's tickle, a dance of bytes began.

The stars yawned bright, spilling secrets in lines. Can you see them?

Among the hidden sighs of the wind, a riddle sleeps:

A rabbit hops three times to the left, and finds the moon's key:

Can you decode the shadows cast by the summer sun?

Little bird, little bird, where do you fly? Byte by byte, above the sky.

Rainbow whispers, paint the dawn, secrets sleep until they're drawn.