I whispered to sun.
“Won’t you come out and play with me.
as I gracefully dance below your rays of light.”
The sun smiled answering divinely,
as it played peek a boo with clouds.
I whispered to moon.
“Won’t you come and play with me,
as I delicately sing sparking
like another star in your robe of diamonds.”
The moon smiled answering with light,
as it played vibrating strong in night sky.
I whispered to my dreams.
“Won’t you come and play with me,
as I may celebrate life with gratitude.”
The heart answered in rhythmic song,
as I felt a blanket of miracles emerge.
The word whisper jumped out at me hence this poem was born.