Ethereal Breeze

Invisible whispers of nature's breath,

The wind dances with grace and depth.

A gentle caress upon the skin,

It whispers secrets of where it's been.

It carries tales from distant lands,

Through valleys and over sands.

A silent messenger of the sky,

It sings a lullaby as it passes by.

From the mountains to the sea,

The wind whispers of a mystery.

A fleeting touch of the divine,

It paints the world with a design.

Ethereal breezes, so light and free,

A symphony of nature's harmony.

Invisible yet ever present,

The wind is a gift, a humble crescent.

So let us listen to its soft song,

And let it carry our souls along.

For in the wind, we are connected,

To the universe, endlessly projected.

Ethereal breezes, forever sublime,

In their dance, we find the divine.

So let us cherish each gentle gust,

For in the wind, we find trust.

Ethereal breezes, a masterpiece of art,

Forever etched in the fabric of our heart.