Whispers of the wind
In the rustling leaves, a symphony untold,
Whispers of the wind, secrets yet unfold.
Through verdant boughs, a tale of old,
Nature’s poetry, in whispers bold.
Sunlight dappled, dances on the ground,
As gentle breezes weave their magic sound.
A chorus of birds, a melody profound,
In every rustle, life’s essence is found.
From ancient roots to tender, budding leaves,
A story of resilience, a heart that believes.
Through storms and sunshine, life interweaves,
Whispers of the wind, a song that never grieves.
In every breath, a symphony of grace,
A dance of light, a timeless embrace.
Whispers of the wind, a gentle chase,
Through fields of green, a tranquil space.
So listen close, to nature’s gentle call,
Whispers of the wind, a gift to enthrall.
In every rustle, a story to recall,
A timeless beauty, that will never fall.
