Whispering To Prove
Whispering’s sound is good
When the blowing wind outside
Is so lulling, not rude,
Just like embodying Light,

That the beginning of Spring
Anticipating, instills
In what is Coming to bring
And what Awaiting just wills…

Whisper this birdly, and flutes
Play fluttering Choirs around,
Lungs of the woodlands like lutes
For the Renaissance of Sound.

Wintery shape’s being transformed,
Contours of Rude to remove, -
Breath of the Breeze to enthrone,
Rule of the Air to prove!..