#HarmonyRetreat

In the heart of the realm where whispers of wind reside,
Lies a haven draped in nature’s luscious hide.
There, the emerald canopy breathes in light,
And the roots delve deep, out of sight.

Beneath the grandeur of the sapphire dome,
Is a sanctuary where my thoughts freely roam.
The sun scatters gold on the lily's grace,
And moonbeams weave a silver lace.

The river hums an ancient lullaby,
In a tongue as old as the unblinking sky.
It cradles stones,...