In the quietude of dawn, nature speaks, A language only the soul can comprehend. Whispering winds through the ancient trees,…
Amidst the lush green valleys, where the rivers gently flow, The Western Ghats stand tall, with stories to bestow. Each…
Beneath the skies of gray and blue, where whispers softly play, The emerald hills of Ireland, in verdant splendor sway.…
As the sun dips low and sighs, Painting the heavens with its golden cries, The world is bathed in hues…
Beneath the canopy where legends grow tall, Whispering giants tell tales of old. Their branches stretch, a sanctuary for all,…
Beneath the grey and misty skies, it falls, A symphony of droplets on the ground, The English rain, in soft…
The whispering woods did call her name, In twilight’s soft and gentle frame, Where sunlight kissed the forest floor, And…
In the heart of the whispering woods, where shadows dance and play, The leaves sing songs of ancient times, in…
Amidst the woods where shadows play, She found her path in nature’s sway. With every step, a verse unwinds, The…
Amongst the hills where wildflowers bloom, The whispering trees sing a gentle tune, With every rustle, a story unfolds, Of…