In the temple where threads of silken thoughts unfold,
Tiny voices echo tales of marbles and ducks.
Dreams hang like dew on spider webs—twinkling and bold.
The gentle wind tells secrets about lost teddy bears,
While invisible friends play hide-and-seek there.
Do you hear the giggles from the spinning twirls?
Journey to Twinkles
Rugbarrel Fairytale
Beyond the Crayons
Remember, little traveler, every whisper has a thread,
Weave them with care and attention—dreams may tread.