Whispers in the woods

Laughing leaves, chuckling branches

Air pushes, tickles

Grasses dance, trees keep rhythm

Nature’s

Deranged caretaker:
Rip still trees out by their roots;
Push around calm seas –
Deliver gifts of pollen;
Caress daises

The air itself moves
Gently, softly, then strongly,
Unseen not unfelt.
The effects are apparent
Ruffled hair, moving trees,

Earth spins and moon tugs,

Air blows, curls and flows all ways.

Breeze, gently touching.

Wind gusts, cheerfully pushing.

Unfurl your soft breath

Gently rocking earth to sleep

Trees sway with your voice

Creating cooler breezes

Your touch soothes