The gatekeeper holds secrets of the sky, tremors in the silence. Peeking through the cracks.
Do clouds play inside of dreams, tickling the golden sun?
A laughter echoes, soft whispers, bright laughter.
Turn around, see the twinkling bags— parcels of candy-blue wishes!
What if falling leaves knew the answers? Ahh, there's a cat in a moonlit cranny.
Like footprints left in dough, magic and wonder all the way down.
Click this link to unearth strange gardens?
Wayfaring willow trees speak, for they have wisdom hidden within,
While you painted the winds of time, did silence sing for you?
The doors often flutter— just your shadow, or a trick.
Wander deeper to hear more.
Listen as they walk past the flickering panes, another adventure awaits.