Chasing whispers on moonlight trails,
the Little Frog hopped carefully over puddles,
dreaming of stars that speak in riddles and rainbow melodies.
"Wisdom is in the hush of the breeze,"
murmured the Wind to his dear friend the Tree,
who swayed gently, as if cradled by cosmic lullabies.
Along the sky path of sugar-dipped dreams,
friends made of stardust and laughter
danced to the tune of sleepy sunbeams.
Peek through the eyes of aliens
who see colors we cannot,
and wisdom in shapes that carry the magic of stories untold.