The whispers of leaves in the serene breeze,
A language of peace, nature’s sweet decree.
In silent communion, my soul finds release,
Amidst the chaos, a moment of inner peace.
The birdsong resonates through the tranquil air,
A symphony of joy, a melody so rare.
The rustle of leaves, a soothing lullaby,
In the embrace of nature, I cannot deny.
The sunsets painting the sky in hues so grand,
A masterpiece of colors, a sight so grand.
The stillness of the forest, a tranquil retreat,
Where the soul finds solace in nature’s heartbeat.
The gentle flow of rivers, a calming song,
Eternal rhythm that has been flowing along.
The rustle of leaves echoes mother nature’s call,
In this sacred communion, I find solace overall.