#WhispersOfTheWind

A whisper in the wind, I roam free,
Carrying secrets the world shall never see,
Stories that only the wind may deem fit,
To reveal to those who will truly commit.

I dance and sway, invisible to the eye,
Moving faster than a bird could ever fly,
Yet through gusts and storms, I never die,
In fact, my voice only grows more spry.

I carry tales of love and loss,
Of dreams and fears, of every cost,
I am the keeper of secrets untold,
My voice, a memory,...