Whispers Of The Wind

The wind whispered through the trees
Like the melting of snow.
Together they shook and shuddered
And whispered amongst each other.
And I, passing by, stopped and took a gander,
To listen and watch as they whispered together.
Reaching down a golden branch,
One handed me a silver leaf.
I held it to the wind and listened
As it sang me sweet songs of light and peace.
I looked on in gratitude
As the trees whispered on...
And listened in thankfulness
To each note in the silvery leaf's song.