
In the wild heart where whispers grow,
Songs known by wind and willows flow.
Tales spun by sun’s golden glow,
In leaf dances and river’s flow.
Mountains stand in silent might,
Guarding secrets of day and night.
Stars above in twinkling light,
Speak of mysteries hidden from sight.
The forest breathes its ancient way,
A symphony in subtle sway.
Small creatures in quiet play,
Unfold stories in the light of day.
Ocean’s depths, profound and deep,
Hold dreams the world has yet to keep.
In vast expanse where secrets seep,
Promises the earth does solemnly keep.
In the wild heart where whispers grow,
Songs the wind and willows know.
Not a place where we come and go,
But a feeling, a longing, a gentle echo.
Postscript:
It is a captivating poem that delves into nature's profound and surreal beauty.
About the Creator
Printique Studios
A poetic journey weaver, I craft verses that paint the canvas of life with hues of dreams and determination. Their words resonate with empowerment, encouraging others to forge their destinies and embrace gratitude.


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