In the quiet hush of morning’s light, I hear a whisper, soft and slight, It speaks of dreams and distant…
In shadows deep, where secrets lie, Beneath the moon’s watchful eye, Whispers float on the midnight breeze, Speaking tales of…
Beneath the ancient canopy, in shadows dark and deep, The mushrooms rise in silence, from their twilight sleep. Their caps…
In the velvet cloak of midnight sky, The moon ascends, a beacon high, Stars scattered like diamonds bright, Guiding us…
When May’s soft whispers fill the air, And nature’s song is everywhere, The world awakens, fresh and new, In shades…
Beneath a fragile shell, life stirs anew, An orb of mystery, white and pure, Holding secrets, unseen by view, A…
In the quiet of the night, whispers start to rise, A spark of wonder, gleaming in our eyes. Questions form…