Whispers in the Wind

   The wind eagerly whips through the trees, bending their knees to it's will. Each tree, flower and weed bow to the power of the wind.
   Each leaf, on every branch, dances to the music the wind plays for it. First lowly, then faster and faster.
   A lone voice singing in the quiet of night. A soft lullaby, quietly singing everything to sleep.
   Someone whispers into the wind and listens as it carries that whisper through valleys and across mountains.