The Whispering Trees
The ancient trees sway gently, like lovers’ leaves.
Their branches entwined, they dance with grace,
Guardians of secrets in this sacred space.
The breeze carries whispers, soft and low,
Tales of the seasons, of rain and snow.
Each rustling leaf sings a melody sweet,
A symphony played by nature’s heartbeat.
Beneath the arched boughs, shadows grow long,
Where time seems to pause, and we belong.
With every step on the carpet of moss,
We find in this moment what we thought was lost.
So let us linger where the wildflowers bloom,
Where the air is fragrant with nature’s perfume.
For in the embrace of these whispering trees,
We’ll write our own story, just you and me.
- Topic: Nature Poems
- Message:Life’s moments of love and loss are beautifully intertwined, urging us to cherish what was while embracing what is yet to come.
- Emotions evoked: nostalgia, acceptance, serenity