Analysis of Dream land lulliby

Where the wind and the trees whisper "hush", let the warm mud caress your feet,
let the rays of sun kiss your cheeks,
and soft moss be your pillow,
let the peace over whelm your heart; let it give your mind wings,
day dream in the clouds, watch them be brushed across the sky.
Watch the gentle unseen painter,
paint the day into night.
Watch the moon slowly show through,
peeking out to say goodnight.