Whispers in the Wind

Amidst the fields where wildflowers bloom, Whispers in the wind, secrets to consume. They tell tales of lands unseen and far, Invisible ink on life’s mystical memoir.

Fluttering leaves, as pages turned, whispered in the wind, and the soul yearned. A language ancient, words untamed, Echoes of history, yet unnamed.

Oh, the wind that carries whispers so light, Revealing hidden truths, oh, gentle sprite, Invisible wisdom, forever it’ll sing, Whispers in the wind, an eternal spring.