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"Whispers of the wild"
In the whispering woods, where shadows dance,
Nature weaves its spell, a timeless trance.
Through emerald leaves, the sunlight weaves,
And in the breeze, the melody breathes.
Mountains rise, their peaks kissed by dawn,
A symphony of colors, a canvas drawn.
Rivers flow, a silver ribbon's song,
As the earth's heartbeat, forever strong.
In fields of gold, where wildflowers sway,
The secrets of the earth, they softly say.
With each breath of air, a new story told,
In nature's embrace, our spirits unfold.
So let us wander, with hearts open wide,
In nature's cathedral, where peace resides.
For in its beauty, we find our grace,
A timeless connection, in this sacred space.
Nature weaves its spell, a timeless trance.
Through emerald leaves, the sunlight weaves,
And in the breeze, the melody breathes.
Mountains rise, their peaks kissed by dawn,
A symphony of colors, a canvas drawn.
Rivers flow, a silver ribbon's song,
As the earth's heartbeat, forever strong.
In fields of gold, where wildflowers sway,
The secrets of the earth, they softly say.
With each breath of air, a new story told,
In nature's embrace, our spirits unfold.
So let us wander, with hearts open wide,
In nature's cathedral, where peace resides.
For in its beauty, we find our grace,
A timeless connection, in this sacred space.
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