Whispers in the Breeze

In whispers of the breeze, secrets unfold
A dance of leaves, a tale of trees untold
Nature’s ancient stories, a tapestry of gold

The moonlight weaves its silver threads, bold
A lullaby sung by the night so cold
In whispers of the breeze, secrets unfold

The stars above in constellations, stardust scrolled
Each one a story, a history to be extolled
Nature’s ancient stories, a tapestry of gold

Mountains tall, their majesty paroled
Valleys low, where time and rivers hold
In whispers of the breeze, secrets unfold

The seasons change, in cycles, they’re enrolled
Spring’s tender touch, and winter’s icy hold
Nature’s ancient stories, a tapestry of gold

Through every age, the ancient tales are polled
In every whisper, a memory is foretold
In whispers of the breeze, secrets unfold
Nature’s ancient stories, a tapestry of gold