What Say The Winds Poem by David Whalen

What do they say…?

The whispers in the trees
The muted sighs,
the muffled cries
Soft chatter of the leaves

Do they chat…?
of this and that
The way old men
(and women too?)
Are want to do?

Or is their meaning lost
On breezes tossed
In tongues not meant
For mere mortals
Like me and you?

Perhaps the wind's
Words are but emotions…
Feelings that in
and of themselves
Are best reflected in…
The oceans.

Oceans tossed about
By Zephyr's gentle feelings…
Wave-tops torn
to salty shreds
By typhoons raging reelings

Winds that whisper
Gales that moan…
Meanings understood
By the Gods alone
And yet…

Their words surround
The very Earth
And have witnessed
And whispered
About it's untimely birth

A moving blanket
O'er us each and every day
The wind…the breezes
Does what it pleases
Still I wonder…
What does it say?