In the quiet of the night, a whisper breaks free,
A gentle breeze, a melody unseen,
It dances in the air, unbound by sight,
The symphony of the silent wind, taking flight.

A secret shared, with none to hear,
It travels through the room, with grace so clear,
A moment of humor, a fleeting cheer,
The playful art of nature, never austere.

Laughter erupts, as the sound fades away,
A reminder of life’s simplicity in play,
The joy of being human, in every way,
The fart, a jest, in the tapestry of the day.

So let us embrace, this natural jest,
With smiles and chuckles, we are truly blessed,
For in the gusts of life, we find our best,
The symphony of the silent wind, our hearts at rest.