I heard you whispering to the wind
A fantastic tale
I searched your thoughts
for at trace of hurt
But all I found was a gallon of love
for whom I knew not to this day

I too whispered to the wind
A sad story
Of the love I gave you but none in return
Regret befell me as I wished to the star that flew by
Why I searched your thoughts

I waited to the still of the night
And the wind whispered,
" At least now you know the truth"
I got up and left for an untold journey with a grateful heart to the truth in the whisper.