In the whispering dark, the stars giggle gently.
Gather round, little dreamers, the truth is in lullabies.
Secrets are hidden in moonbeam dances.
Step one: close your eyes.
Step two: listen for the crickets’ dance.
Step three: hum along until dawn greets softly.
Remember to count the owls:
One horned, two winged, three songful.
They are the keepers of twilight wonders.
And if you dare, speak with the stars.
They know stories of brave dreamers
Who rode the night winds singing the truth.