Only a whisper

It’s only a whisper, a gentle sound of the leaves, moving at the command of the pleasant breeze. Then, the sound of the bees neutering the wildflowers; and the chatter of the chipmunks dashing between the low bushes. A new song every time!

There is the chirping of the unseen birds in the trees overhead. And then the breeze again; faster and louder, to create and orchestrate yet another unnamed melody.

How wonderful to see and hear nature each day…But only if we listen.