Whispers in the Mist

In the land of giggles and twirls,
Where sunbeams paint the whispers,
Dream bears sit on rainbow hills,
Counting clouds, one, two, three.

Paths of candy, rivers of light,
Footsteps echo, softly, softly,
Doors to nowhere, everywhere,
Open and close, with just a wish.

Follow the breeze and see,
Listen to the clouds sing,
Find the sun's smile in shadows.