.
Someone was... is... saying something.
What it ever absolutely means? God, only, probably knows. For even
the thinker, often, of mortal means, knows little. Thinks he does,
doesn't.
I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.