Beneath the sky’s eternal reach, The mountains stand in silent speech, Their whispers through the ages flow, In valleys deep…
Amidst the whispering pines, where dawn begins to glow, The first rays of sunlight set the forest all aglow. A…
In the heart of Englandâs verdant fields, Where ancient oaks and willows stand, The morning mist a blanket yields, And…
In the stillness of the night, cool breezes flow, Whispering secrets to the moon’s radiant glow. Stars twinkle gently, painting…
In the gentle whispers of the morning breeze, I find the echoes of my heartfelt dreams. The sun smiles warmly…