Where whispers of the willow find,
A secret place of mossy ground,
Where silence speaks without a sound.
Down where the rabbit burrows deep,
And dreams in shadows softly sleep,
Where roots embrace the earth's embrace,
And time unfolds with gentle grace.
Down where the sun descends to rest,
Painting skies in hues of west,
Where stars emerge in velvet night,
And moonlight casts a silver light.
Down where worries gently fade,
In the refuge that nature made,
Where solace blooms in quietude,
And solitude becomes a mood.
Down where the heart finds its reprieve,
In moments when we truly believe,
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
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Excellent 👌