The Whispering Wind
The whispering wind begins to flow,
Dancing leaves like secrets told,
Of stories woven in marigold.
Beneath the sky, a canvas bright,
Stars awaken in the gentle night,
Each twinkle a spark, a wish set free,
In the realm of dreams and memory.
The river sings with a silvered light,
Its laughter echoes through the night,
Carving paths where the heart may roam,
A journey shared, a place called home.
So let us wander, hand in hand,
Through fields of hope, across soft sand,
For in this moment, time stands still,
As nature cradles our hearts at will.
- Topic: Love Poems
- Message:This poem conveys that love doesn’t always require verbal acknowledgment; its presence can be felt in moments of shared existence, reminding us that our emotions, however unvoiced, are valid and impactful.
- Emotions evoked: nostalgia, longing, peace