Whispers the Wind

Sunset on the horizon

There’s silence in the air

The wind is blowing

Whispers through the trees

Leaves 

Fall to the ground

Clouds grow dark in the sky

Stars twinkle in between

The wind is blowing

Whispers through the trees

Rain

Falls to the ground

We look to the heavens

Is there anyone out there

The wind is dying

Whispers through the trees

Why …

© August 6, 1988