In the quiet woods where shadows play, Mary’s words awaken the dawn, Nature’s gentle whispers, softly they sway, In every…
In the quiet dawn, Nature’s breath whispers softly, Haiku life begins. Gentle morning breeze, Painting dreams on still waters, Serenity…
In the hush of dawn’s first light, The whispers of the forest sing, A symphony of nature’s might, As birds…
In the heart of the forest, where shadows play, The whispers of the wild come alive at dusk. Creatures great…
In the heart of the ancient woods, where sunlight softly fades, The whispers of the trees speak secrets of the…
In the morning light, where shadows play, I find a heart, grateful each day. For the whispers of the trees,…