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Nature's Silent Song
Nature's voice is heard,
In every breeze's sigh,
A language of leaves,
Beneath the open sky.
Yet human hearts, deaf,
To the tales it weaves,
In the rustle of grass,
And the hum of leaves.
Mountains stand tall,
Whispering ancient lore,
But we pass them by,
Seeking nothing more.
Stars dance above,
In the ink-black night,
A symphony of silence,
Ignored in our flight.
Unheard whispers wild,
Nature's song serene,
Yearning for ears,
To grasp what's unseen.
#WhisperingNature
© HASTYSEPTEMBER
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