In the heart of verdant fields, where silence speaks,
Lies a village wrapped in timeless peace.
Gentle whispers of the wind through ancient trees,
Unveil stories of a life lived with ease.
Morning dew kisses the blooming flowers,
As the sun rises, igniting tranquil hours.
Birds sing hymns in the soft, golden light,
Heralding the dawn of a day so bright.
Childrenâs laughter echoes through the lanes,
A symphony of joy, free from worldly chains.
Elders sit and share their tales of old,
Wisdom and warmth in their words unfold.
As twilight falls, the sky a canvas of hues,
The village breathes under the starsâ gentle muse.
In this serene haven, hearts find their home,
In the village, where the soul freely roams.