whisper

Outside my window the leaves wave to me
Asking me to come outside
to get closer
they have something to say
but can only whisper it in my ear
I get out of my chair
and walk to greet them
Closer they say
Closer
Then voices as old existence
speaking clearly
imploring
to listen and never repeat
their words
So I haven't

late hours turn to dawn
what does night say to morning
faintest of whispers