In fields of green, where wildflowers sway,
The wind whispers secrets throughout the day.
Through rustling leaves and bending trees,
It carries tales on every breeze.
It speaks of lands beyond our sight,
Of distant stars and endless night.
It tells of love in whispered sighs,
And dreams that soar beyond the skies.
With gentle touch, it brushes by,
A soft caress beneath the sky.
In its embrace, we find release,
And in its whispers, we find peace.
So let us listen to the wind's soft call,
As it whispers secrets to one and all.
For in its song, we find a friend,
In the timeless whispers of the wind.