0:00 In the quietest part of the night, when the world is holding its breath, a brand new breeze was born.0:11 It was the same sort of quiet that let our little friend Milo the mushroom finally see the moonbeams dancing in his forest.0:25 This new breeze, so small you wouldn't even feel it on your cheek, was named Zephyr.0:34 Zephyr’s first moment was just a tiny wiggle.0:39 A shiver on the tip of a long, green blade of grass.0:45 It didn't know it was a breeze yet.0:49 It only knew it felt… light.0:52 So it let go.0:53 It lifted, tumbling over itself in a soft, clumsy swirl.1:00 Below, the world was a patchwork of dark, sleeping shapes.1:06 It smelled of damp earth and cool stone.1:11 Oh, it was a wonderful smell.1:14 Zephyr drifted.1:16 It found a fern, its leaves like a delicate green ladder.1:22 Zephyr danced down each step, making the fern fronds bob and sway ever so gently.1:31 It learned it could whisper.1:34 A tiny, rustling sound that was ALMOST silent.1:40 It floated over to a patch of poppies, their petals all closed up for the night.1:48 Zephyr gave one a little tickle, a gentle nudge, just to say hello.1:56 The poppy trembled, but it didn't wake.2:00 Everything was so peaceful… so still.2:05 The little breeze grew a bit bolder.2:09 It followed the sound of a soft gurgle and found a stream.2:15 The water was like black glass, and caught in it were… stars.2:22 Ohhh, a thousand tiny, shattered pieces of the moon, all floating right there.2:31 Zephyr dipped down low, just to feel the coolness.2:36 It skimmed the surface, making the tiniest ripples, watching the captured stars dance and shimmer.2:47 It felt like it was painting with water and light.2:53 This, Zephyr decided, was the most beautiful thing in the whole, wide, quiet world.3:02 But all that exploring, all that wonder… it can make a tiny breeze very sleepy.3:11 Zephyr felt itself slowing down.3:15 Its playful swirls became long, gentle sighs.3:20 It drifted away from the stream, back toward the sleeping flowers.3:27 It found a tall, purple flower shaped like a bell.3:33 A Canterbury bell.3:35 It looked so cozy.3:37 Zephyr floated right inside.3:40 It was perfect.3:42 The petals were a soft blanket, shielding it from the great big sky.3:49 Curled up in the heart of the flower, Zephyr finally came to rest.3:57 It wasn't gone… not really.4:00 It just became part of the stillness.4:04 Part of the gentle, dreaming breath of the garden, waiting for the sun to wake it all up again.
