The wind whispers, with a voice so soft,
Its breath is gentle, like a feather aloft.
It carries with it, the scents of life,
As it travels far, with quiet strife.
The wind's whispers are mysterious, like a secret to keep,
A reminder of the hidden, that's always there to reap.
And as I listen to its song, feeling so free,
I'm reminded of the beauty, that's always there to see.
