Whispers of the Wind poem

Whispers of the wind, so soft and light,

A melody that sings into the night,

It carries secrets and stories untold,

A tale that weaves, and then unfolds.

The wind whispers, through the trees,

A rustling sound, that brings a gentle breeze,

It carries the fragrance, of blooming flowers,

And makes us forget, the darkest hours.

It whispers of love, so pure and true,

Of dreams and hopes, that are brand new,

It whispers of the past, and memories old,

And reminds us of stories, that are yet to be told.

It caresses our face, with its gentle touch,

And whispers to our soul, so much,

It reminds us of nature's endless power,

And the beauty that lies, in every single hour.

Whispers of the wind, carry our prayers,

And lift our spirits, up into the air,

It speaks to us, in a language so divine,

And leaves us feeling, absolutely sublime.

So listen closely, to the whispers of the wind,

For in its secrets, you'll find a friend,

It will guide you, through life's twists and bends,

And bring you peace, that never ends.