To the wind
I will whisper
All my secrets
And they will be transparent
And whirl up the leaves
And my secrets
Will turn into hushed silence
Flowing through the breeze
A sprinkling of words
Settled into the atmosphere
Like a ghost
People will always hear
But they’ll shrug their shoulders
And off they’ll go
Not a sound, not a word
Just an eerie feeling
There was something unheard.

© 2015