Once upon a breeze, I heard a song. A melody made by unseen ants marching. Tap tap tap, across the leaf.
The sun whispered secrets only shadows could hear. Silly secrets of how they danced without feet.
Would you like a cookie from the sky? It tastes like clouds and dreams.
There are paths made of whispers, leading to places where time forgot how to tick. Come walk with me.
Remember the time when rabbits wore hats? And how they told us about the moon's garden?
Bubbles in the puddle sang, and I sang back. A duet of sunlight and raindrop.
Here, every laugh is a note, composing the symphony of silence. Soft. Childlike. Pure.
Did you hear the unicorn’s sneeze? It sounded like a rainbow.