Whispers in the Wind:

I hear the wind, it whispers low,
A song of secrets, lost below.
It tells of tales from long ago,
Of love and loss and woe and woe.

I see the stars, they twinkle bright,
A dance of light in endless night.
They guide my path with gentle might,
And fill my heart with hope and light.

I feel the earth, it breathes and sighs,
A rhythm ancient, never dies.
It holds my roots, it lifts me high,
And teaches me to reach the sky.

I taste the rain, it washes clean,
A healing balm for wounds unseen.
It brings new life, a fresh new scene,
And shows me what it means to dream.

I am the wind, the stars, the earth,
The rain that falls and gives rebirth.
I am the tales of love and mirth,
And all the mysteries of the earth