In the morning light, life begins to sing, With whispers of dreams on a gentle wing. Each heartbeat echoes a…
Beneath the sky where whispers glide, The trees sway gently, side by side. In rhythmic dance, they speak in tune,…
Beneath the moonlit canopy wide, The whispering leaves in gentle stride, Dance with a rhythm soft and slow, As breezes…
In the heart of the emerald wood, Where whispering trees and shadows stood, The gentle breeze begins to dance, With…
In the mirrorâs gaze, I find my face, A tale of dreams, and timeâs embrace, Through highs and lows, I…
In the rustling leaves, a secret song lies, Whispered by the wind through the trees so high. The babbling brook,…
In life’s symphony, each note plays true, A dance of moments, both old and new. The rhythm of days, a…
In the forest where whispers flow, Nature’s secrets softly grow. Leaves that dance with morning dew, Sing a song both…