#WhisperingNature
In the depths of a tranquil, ancient grove,
Where whispers of nature tenderly flow,
The gentle breeze carries secrets untold,
As the leaves dance and sway, oh so bold.

Whispering nature, a symphony of sound,
Where harmony and beauty can always be found.
From babbling brooks, a melodious song,
To the rustling of trees, graceful and strong.

The fragrance of blossoms fills the air,
As dainty petals, in colors so fair,
Unveil their splendor for all to admire,
A masterpiece of nature, a burning desire.

Whispering nature, a sanctuary of peace,
Where worries and troubles find sweet release.
The birdsong, a lullaby for the weary heart,
Guiding us gently, to a tranquil start.

Through emerald meadows, we wander free,
As the sunbeams shimmer on a glassy sea.
With every step, we find solace and grace,
In the embrace of nature's warm embrace.

Whispering nature, a tapestry divine,
Each stroke of brushwork, an artwork so fine.
From majestic mountains, towering high,
To the valleys below, where rivers run nigh.

Oh, how the stars twinkle, a celestial choir,
As the moon bathes the world in a silver fire.
In the quiet of night, we find solace and rest,
As nature's whispers lull us, the very best.

Whispering nature, a treasure to behold,
A sanctuary where stories of old,
Are whispered by trees, in their ancient tongue,
A reminder that nature's song is never sung.

So let us listen to the whispers of the earth,
And immerse ourselves in its wondrous mirth.
For in whispering nature, we find our true worth,
A connection with all, a rebirth.
© Sammy rodgers