Could the moon be a peep-hole?
Could the sun be a spot light?
Could the stars be pinpricks of the eternal?
Could the ocean be shedding tears?
Could the tides be inflections in a voice?
Could the waves be ballroom dancing?
Could the mountains be a la mode?
Could the foothills be out for a stroll?
Could the valleys be hoarding echoes?
Could I tag along child, and wonder around with you?
Could you share your imagination with me?
Could we see if God brought something for show and tell?
Gerald the Writer 
I love the idea of mountains “a la mode.”
As a child I wondered whether the trees at the lake created the wind. It was always winder by when I walked to the edge of Lake Ontario. When I walked through my dad’s orchard where the trees were smaller there was less wind. The taller the tree, the more wind it creates. Perfectly logical to a child.
Ha! Child thoughts are amazing!