Whispers of the Wind
The wind hums through the tall, green trees,
A dance of whispers carried on the breeze.
It wraps around each leaf and vine,
Telling secrets of the earth’s design.
The sun spills gold on rivers wide,
Where ripples catch the morning’s light.
Mountains stand with peaks so bold,
Guarding stories of the ancient cold.
Flowers bloom with colors bright,
Opening their hearts to the soft sunlight.
Birds take flight on wings of grace,
Singing songs that fill the space.
And in the quiet, if you listen close,
You’ll hear the earth’s soft, rhythmic pulse—
A gentle beat, a steady call,
Binding life together, one and all.