Whispering Wind
Nature's Secret Conversations
Amidst the emerald forests, fields so wide,
Whispering winds share tales, untamed and untried.
Through rustling leaves, a hidden language flows,
Nature's secret conversations, only she knows.
Mountains stand as sentinels, ancient and wise,
Echoing the wind's secrets with somber sighs.
Rivers murmur softly, a liquid song,
Carrying stories of ages along.
In meadows painted with colors of the day,
Whispering winds chase worries away.
They tell of blooming flowers and skies so blue,
A world that's alive, vibrant and true.
Moonlit nights, stars twinkling bright,
Whispering winds weave dreams in the night.
Guiding us through life's uncharted directions,
Nature's voice speaks in gentle reflections.
Amidst the emerald forests, fields so wide,
Whispering winds share tales, untamed and untried.
Through rustling leaves, a hidden language flows,
Nature's secret conversations, only she knows.

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