Murmurings in the Fields

Once upon a time, in fields of green, the grass whispered secrets to little clouds. The melodies played in reverse, like the tinkly sound of time flowing backwards. "Whoooosh," said the wind, carrying giggles from flowers that danced under a shy sun.

Once, a skipping stone wished to hop across the moonlit puddle. "Plink, plunk," it chimed, harmonizing with the rustle of the tall grass. The field was a big happy ocean of whispery tunes.

Did you hear about the butterfly's song? It was a lullaby for the stars to twinkle in their dreams! The trees swayed playfully, nodding their leafy heads to the tunes that we could only hear if we listened with our hearts.

Follow the whispers Catch a twinkle