Once upon a time, in a land of dreams,
there were temples made of whispers.
They sang songs that only stars could hear,
and tickled the hearts of clouds.
Inside these temples,
every echo was a giggle of the universe.
They danced and played hide and seek with time,
wrapping the sky in a blanket of silly twinkles.
The walls were made of dreams,
soft and fluffy like marshmallows.
And when you touched them, they told stories
of tiny adventures and big feelings.
So, if you ever find a temple of silence,
listen closely to the secrets it shares.
For in their echoes, you'll hear the magic of being.