Whispers in the Wind

The wind it sings through ancient trees, A song of time, of stars, of seas. It tells of dreams that never sleep, And secrets that shadows keep. A leaf will fall, a flame will rise, A wish escapes through midnight skies The world will turn, the days will bend, But every path must reach its end. So walk with wonder, heart aglow, Through silent rain and moonlit snow. For life is but a fleeting gleam- A whispered wind, a fleeting dream.