Whispers of the Frozen Wind

The winds, they whisper through the night,

A sound that chills with cold delight.

Their voices eerie, yet so clear,

Revealing secrets, spreading fear.

They bring with them a certain chill,

A sense of dread that's hard to still.

They stir up memories long past,

Of things we thought would always last.

The whispering winds, they come and go,

And in their wake, we're left to know,

That life is fleeting, time is short,

And all we have is just a thought.

So listen close, and heed the sound,

Of whispering winds that can be found.

For in their song, a truth is told,

Of life, of death, of young and old.