Whisper of the Stars

In a land of cotton candy clouds, the sky giggles.

Tiny boats sail on puddles, with sails made from light.

Here, trees wear hats, and fish tell stories of the wind.

The moon sleeps on pillows, sewn from shadows and dew.

Giants make tea from the mountains’ hugs, steeped in time.

Here, every whisper is a tune, every glance a rainbow.

Dancing footsteps create paths in the rhythm of dreams.

The stars tell secrets to the sleeping earth, quietly.