Within the whispers of the wind’s caress,

Lies a gentle spirit, soft and bless.

A soothing presence that calms the soul,

Bringing peace to hearts that make us whole.

With every breeze, a kindness blows,

A comforting embrace that only nature knows.

The wind’s soft whispers seem to say,

“Hope is near, come what may.”

In rustling leaves and swaying trees,

The wind’s good spirits dance with ease.

Their joyful melodies entwine,

Lifting spirits, heart and mind.

May the wind’s gentle embrace enfold,

And its kind spirits never grow old.

For in its breath, we find our peace,

And a sense of calm, the world’s wild release.