napowrimo day 21: words overheard

The trees will whisper of,
the river as she’s singing.
But the wind is full of words,
and makes no time for listening.
The mountains tend to hear her,
but they don’t understand.
For what concerns the water,
is much different from the land.
The forest sometimes wonders,
but won’t dwell on it for long.
The meaning of her song?
To be missed when she is gone.

-Melissa Nielsen