Whisper of Cedars
Beneath the ancient boughs
Stories of ages pass
The copse of cedars stand silent
As the wind sighs, whispers hidden secrets of time
Their shadows waltz in the sun
A play of light and dark
The truths they veil in their green leaves
Of memories, lost and found
A rhythmic hymn of earth and sky.
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