#WhisperingNature

The sync of an endless beauty,
Flowing as a pattern of a duty to thrive.
In a flutter of wave, we hear it sing.
With an echo of breeze, it stands tall.
The evergreen nature always in bloom,
The mystical infrastructure evermore aflame.

The rustling leaves in a gentle breeze,
The sun's golden beam as the clouds float by,
The buzzing bees on the flowers that grow,
The babbling brook in rhyme with the tweeting of birds,
While the swaying boughs croon an eternal chorus,
A symphony divine as music to the soul.

Thy beauty embrace all manner of perfection,
A living embodiment of grace and dedication.
It's coloration is beyond imagination,
Leaving mankind...