WHISPERS IN THE WIND

Whispers in the Wind
The melody, a prayer on the breeze,
Carries whispers through rustling leaves.
A yearning within, a silent plea,
For connection, for what we can't see.

The rhythm, a heartbeat, steady and strong,
Echoes the pulse where we all belong.
A universe vast, a song ever sung,
Of belonging, to something that's clung.

The notes, like starlight, scattered and bright,
Guide us through darkness, towards inner light.
A search for a purpose, a reason, a why,
In the tapestry woven across the sky.