In the silent whisper of the morning light, A humble process begins its daily flight, Natureâs rhythm, in secret it…
In the quiet whisper of the night, Where stars flicker in their eternal dance, Lies a realm untouched by fleeting…
In the quiet woods where shadows play, The leaves whisper secrets of yesterday, A dance of life, a gentle breath,…
In the quiet embrace of the soil, Where secrets of the ages sleep, A tapestry of life unfolds, In the…
In the quiet of the morning’s call, A humble act, unnoticed by all. Nature’s rhythm, in its gentle way, Guides…
In the quiet corners of my room, Papers scattered, a silent loom. Numbers dance and words collide, In this world…
In the forest’s quiet breath, Lies the gentle touch of death; Leaves that flutter, softly fall, Echo lifeâs eternal call.…
When morning breaks with golden hue, The Sun arises, strong and true. It chases shadows, warms the land, With gentle…