Wonderings

I wonder if the trees whisper ,

When their leaves rustle and swish in the breeze.

I wonder if the moon yearns,

To come out in the day sometimes.

I wonder if the gushing water in the river,

Rushes forth to reach somewhere.

I wonder if the tiny grass cry out in joy,

When Dawn sprinkles dewdrops everywhere.

Oh, so many miracles,

I cannot help but wonder.

How it would be if I could hear them chatter!