In the quiet morning light,
I wander through the woods,
Seeking the whispers of love,
In the rustle of leaves above.
Mary Oliver’s gentle voice,
Guides my heart to see,
The beauty in simple moments,
Where love sets us free.
Every petal, every breeze,
Carries a tender embrace,
In nature’s vast expanse,
Where love finds its place.
With eyes wide open,
I cherish the grace,
Of living each day,
In love’s warm embrace.