to Be a Whisper

I'm just a faint whisper,

blowing with the wind.

Spiraling around the treetops;

unseen.

How free of a feeling it is,

to be nothing but a whisper.

Not entering anyones thoughts.

I'm flitting silently through the meadows,

even though I long to speak,

to make my voice heard.

To go unknown for eternity,

is the price I have to pay

to go where I wish to go

every single day.

I'm just a whisper

nothing more, nothing less.

Flowing through the motions of eternity.