Jester of Silence

Tickle the moon, a feather in the breeze!

Jump on the rainbow, bounce off the trees!

Where are the whispers that giggle in void?

Shadows play hide-and-seek, oh what joy!

Round and round, the jester spins,

Cold stones listen, where laughter begins.

Chamber echoes, the night's soft breath,

Dance with the flicker, chase the sweet death.

Whispers on the Breeze

Mirthful Grooves