Nature

Beneath soft moonlight,

Whispers of trees touch the sky,

Owls in silence fly.

Mountains stand in peace,

Wrapped in clouds of mist and dew,

Breathing ancient songs.

River bends and flows,

Silver threads in twilight’s hand,

Time is but a dream.

Soft petals descend,

Carried by the springtime breeze,

A dance of stillness.

Sunrise wakes the earth,

Golden rays through trembling leaves,

Warmth returns to life.

Waves kiss sandy shores,

Endless rhythm, night to day,

Whispers from the deep.

Stars flicker in velvet skies,

Endless paths above.