In the heart of the meadow, where silence sings, Dance the insects with delicate wings. A ballet in the twilightâs…
In moonlit silence, a guitar weeps, Each string a story, each note it keeps. A world unseen, in melodies so…
Beneath the silver moon’s embrace, In tranquil ponds, a hidden place. The frogs begin their nightly song, A chorus where…
Beneath the canopy of stars, quiet and profound, The midnight rain begins to fall, a gentle sound. It whispers secrets…
Beneath the moonlit canopy Where shadows dance and play The frogs begin their symphony To greet the close of day…