Whispering winds, they softly sigh,
Through branches reaching for the sky.
Their gentle breath, a soothing sound,
In nature's symphony, profound.

They carry tales of distant lands,
Of mountains high and desert sands.
Of rivers winding through the earth,
And of the secrets each one births.

They dance among the leaves at play,
Their whispers guide the night and day.
They kiss the petals, oh so light,
And weave through dreams in the still of night.

With every gust, a story told,
Of ancient tales and legends old.
So listen close, and you will find,
The secrets carried on the wind's kind.

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