Whispers of Life

The trees hung low in ancient tones A rhythm older than the

stones each leaf whispers what it knows the sky

sighs a silver breath Life moves quiet beyond

death Hear the song of life it hums,

it flows, it thrives A pulse beneath the night

Hear the song of life the river sings and never rests

A melody born in its chest A voice ever thin,

soft protest the stars blink like tuning forks