Whisper In The Pines

Light as the drizzle
The tiny bird in the pine twitters
A new feathered beak
A brittle soul awakes a fiddle
 
It plays on my heart strings
I rise from abyssal slumber
Dust off the lost feelings
Breathing a new a soft whisper
 
From along the riverside i walked
By a soft wind been gently rocked
Felt lighter than a feather
Taken afloat in stormy weather
 
Smart and slender the cypress  
Where a hidden singer takes shelter
From my eyes lest i would aggress...
But finally, he could smoothly impress
 A poet in the ecstatic spell taken

I eyed the tall tree its leaves scanned
Never could i spot the slightest motion
Something from heaven landed and abided
As a spiky leaf barely moved........
 
Green among the entwined branches,  
From which a faint whistle was given.......