Whispering Winds

Whispering winds, so soft and low,
Through ancient woods, where shadows grow,
Tell me tales of days gone by,
Of soaring birds and starlit sky.

Oceans deep and mountains tall,
Echoes of a distant call,
Whisper secrets to the night,
Where dreams take flight in silent light.

In twilight's embrace, the world unfolds,
Where stories whisper, yet remain untold,
Of love that blooms in fields of grace,
And journeys taken to find one's place.

Oh, whispering winds, carry my song,
To places where hearts can belong,
In realms of wonder, where dreams unfurl,
Guided by the whispers of the world.