In the whispers of the leaves, I hear your voice, Walt Whitman, nature’s lyrical choice. With every breeze, a poem…
In whispers of the forest, secrets lie, A bond unbroken, reaching to the sky, Man and nature, hand in hand…
In the whispering wind and rustling leaves, Man finds solace, the heart relieves, Natureâs embrace, a gentle touch, In silent…
In the whisper of the ancient trees, Lies the song of the earth, unbroken. Man stands in awe of nature’s…
In the quiet of his presence, strength does reside, A gentle force, like the ocean’s tide. Unseen by many, yet…
Beneath the ancient boughs of oaken trees, Where whispers of the wind and leaves entwine, Man finds a solace, a…
Upon the endless road he treads alone, His shadows cast by moonlight’s gentle tone, With every step, the silence breaks…
From the bustling streets of Brooklyn, To the serene shores of Camden, Walt Whitman traversed the realms, Of poetry, love,…