The Whispering Breeze
The sun spills gold on the dewy morn,
A gentle breeze carries dreams away,
In nature’s arms, a new hope is born.
Beneath the branches of an ancient oak,
Where shadows dance to the rhythm of time,
Each leaf a story, each whisper a stroke,
Painting the canvas of life’s silent rhyme.
The brook sings softly, a melody clear,
Its laughter entwined with the rustling leaves,
Nature’s symphony, so tender and dear,
A place where the heart sings, and the spirit believes.
As twilight descends with its cloak of stars,
The world becomes still, wrapped in night’s embrace,
In every heartbeat, in the light from afar,
We find our solace, our own sacred space.
- Topic: Family Poems
- Message:The poem conveys that a father’s love and guidance are timeless forces that illuminate the path of life, instilling hope and resilience in each generation.
- Emotions evoked: hope, peace, nostalgia