In the realm where whispers turn to verse, Words dance upon the breeze, unrehearsed, Each syllable a note in nature’s…
In every whispering breeze I feel, The warmth of God’s love so surreal. His gentle touch in rays of sun,…
Through valleys deep and mountains high, We wander on, beneath the sky. With every step, a story told, In whispers…
In the quiet dawn, where shadows gently fade, I find whispers of thankfulness, softly displayed, Through the rustling leaves and…
In the heart of every storm, Lies a seed of resilience strong, Through winds that howl and skies that darken,…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, We search for meaning, in the still of night. Through winding paths…
In the darkest hours when all seems lost, The heart still finds a way to dream, A glimmer of light…
In the quiet of dawn, their grace unfolds, Like petals kissed by the morning dew. Silhouettes dance in soft, golden…
In the quiet of the morning light, Where nature speaks in whispers kind, There lies a poet’s gentle sight, In…
In the quiet morning’s light they rise, With hearts of fire and determined eyes. Through trials and storms, they stand…