Poetry

Whispers in the Wind 💨

In the hush of twilight’s sigh, 

Grains dance, like shadows passing by, 

Each a story, silent and small, 

Carried forth, heedless of all. 

Through the dunes, a gentle sweep, 

Voices of the earth, secrets to keep, 

The sighing sands, a lullaby, 

Echoes of time, beneath the sky.

Fleeting whispers, a soft embrace, 

Shadows weaving in an endless chase, 

As the winds weave tales of old, 

In every grain, a memory told.

Listen closely, hear the grace, 

In the dance of grains, find your place, 

For in the whispers, the world is spun, 

A tapestry of night and sun.

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