Whispers in the Wind

Upon the breeze, a gentle sigh,
Carrying secrets through the sky.
Whispers in the wind, so soft and low,
A ethereal voice, a ghostly glow.

The rustling leaves, a symphony,
Of untold stories, a mystery.
The wind, a messenger, a faithful friend,
Conveying tales from beginning to end.

In fields of gold and forests green,
The whispers dance, a sight unseen.
Weaving through the branches, high above,
Sharing echoes of loss and love.

A lonely heart, a wandering soul,
Finds solace in the whispers’ lull.
A comforting presence, a soothing balm,
Amidst life’s chaos, a moment of calm.

The whispers carry dreams and fears,
Across the miles, through the years.
Connecting hearts, though far apart,
A bond unbroken, from start to start.

In the stillness of the night,
The whispers sing, a lullaby of light.
A melody of hope, a song of peace,
A promise of love, that will never cease.

And as the dawn breaks, the whispers fade,
But their essence lingers, a memory made.
For in the wind, we find a friend,
Whose…