Zephyr's Embrace

In the stillness of dawn, when the world is hushed and calm

The zephyr whispers softly, weaving a gentle balm

Its caress is like a lover's touch, tender and serene

Murmuring secrets of the unseen.

It dances through the trees, rustling the leaves with grace

Carrying the scent of blooming flowers, a delicate embrace

Like a fleeting dream, it brushes past, leaving a trace

Of the beauty and magic in its ethereal space.

As it sweeps across the land, it carries tales untold

Of distant lands and ancient legends, from days of old

It whispers of adventures yet to come, of destinies to unfold

A timeless melody, in harmonious mould.

So let us pause and listen, to the zephyr's gentle song

For in its fleeting whispers, we may find where we belong

Embraced by the wind's sweet touch, we are never alone

Guided by its wisdom, to places unknown.