Whisper

By: Deirdre Ryan

Hear the trees whisper

In the night

Softly their voices flowing

Through the stars

Traveling across the fields

To where she stands

Whipping around her

Like the fingers of the wraith

The girl,

Hair like the clouds,

Eyes like the sea,

With each touch of her

Graceful fingers

A flower buds

Lips like the cherries

Skin like cream

Hear the trees whisper,

Whisper her name.

An angel of earth

A bringer of life

Hear the trees whisper

Whisper a praise

For the girl that

Comes in the night to

Spread the seeds,

And let life live.