In the quiet rooms where silence reigns,
A sudden breeze breaks the chains,
A symphony of nature’s art,
The unspoken, the subtle fart.

Laughter dances in the air,
A gentle melody rare and fair,
It tiptoes past with quiet grace,
An unseen smile on every face.

The breeze that tells of hidden tales,
In whispered tones, it never fails,
To bring a chuckle, a playful jest,
In this secret, we find the best.

For in the simplest, fleeting sound,
A joy profound can oft be found,
A moment shared, a bond of heart,
In the artful breeze that plays its part.