Whispers of Change

The wind hums softly through the trees,

A murmured call upon the breeze.

A flicker in the candle’s glow,

A whisper only hearts will know.

A feather drifting to your feet,

The echoes of a missed heartbeat.

A song that plays at just the right time,

A pattern traced in fate’s design.

Not loud, not bold, not sharply bright,

But gentle nudges bathed in light.

A feeling stirring in your chest,

A restless pull, a vague unrest.

For life will never scream or shove,

It speaks through whispers wrapped in love.

A hidden path, a guiding sign,

A quiet push—"Now is the time."

So still your mind and trust the air,

The signs you seek are always there.

In smallest sparks, the journey starts,

A shift, a step—a change of heart.