#LeafWhispers
I sway in the crisp autumn breeze,
A gentle dance, my soul at ease.
Sun-kissed hues of amber and gold,
A fleeting beauty, a story retold.
Once I clung with all my might,
To branches high, bathed in light.
But seasons turn, as they always do,
And now my time to fall feels true.
I drift down with pride, not fear,
The earth below is drawing near.
A cradle soft, a final embrace,
A resting place, my destined space.
The wind hums soft, a lullaby sweet,
Guiding my fall, my journey complete.
I greet the soil, my mother, my home,
In her embrace, I am not alone.
For in this end, I see the start,
Of life renewed, a cycle’s art.
I am but one in nature’s plan,
A whisper of life since time began.
I sway in the crisp autumn breeze,
A gentle dance, my soul at ease.
Sun-kissed hues of amber and gold,
A fleeting beauty, a story retold.
Once I clung with all my might,
To branches high, bathed in light.
But seasons turn, as they always do,
And now my time to fall feels true.
I drift down with pride, not fear,
The earth below is drawing near.
A cradle soft, a final embrace,
A resting place, my destined space.
The wind hums soft, a lullaby sweet,
Guiding my fall, my journey complete.
I greet the soil, my mother, my home,
In her embrace, I am not alone.
For in this end, I see the start,
Of life renewed, a cycle’s art.
I am but one in nature’s...