The wind whispers soft, a gentle call,
Through fields of gold, it sweeps it all.
It carries dreams from lands afar,
Under the light of the evening star.
In quiet moments, hearts may hear,
A melody so pure, so clear.
And in the hush, the world feels wide,
As whispers of the wind, we ride.
It stirs the trees, it soothes the soul,
A secret tale it longs to unfold.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
It travels on, beneath the sky.
It knows the language of the dawn,
A timeless song, it carries on.
And as it blows, it leaves behind,
A peaceful echo in the mind.
Buru, December 3rd 2024
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