Whispers of the Earth

In the cradle of dawn, where the first light gleams,
A river hums softly, weaving through dreams.
Mountains stand tall, with their secrets untold,
Guardians of silence, both ancient and bold.
The forest breathes deeply, its heart in each tree,
A dance of the leaves in a wild symphony.
Flowers bloom gently, their petals so bright,
Painting the meadows in colors of light.
A breeze whispers tales from the depths of the sea,
Carrying the scent of salt and the free.
The moon rises slowly, casting her glow,
On fields where the shadows of twilight grow.
Stars in the heavens, like diamonds they gleam,
Reflecting the beauty of nature’s grand dream.
In every breath of wind, in every drop of rain,
The earth sings a song, free from sorrow or pain.
This world is a poem, written in time,
Each line a reminder of nature’s sublime.