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.