Whispers in Nature

In whispers soft, the rustling leaves confide, Secrets shared upon the forest floor, Their gentle murmurs in the breeze abide, As tales of ages past are whispered more. Beside the brook, its babbling waters sing, A lullaby that soothes the weary soul, In murmured tones, the stream's sweet whispers bring, A sense of peace, where troubled hearts console. Above, the birds in chorus chirp and trill, Their melodies a symphony of air, Their whispered songs the valleys gently fill, With notes that echo through the woodland fair. Amidst the field where wildflowers dance and sway, Their whispers weave a tapestry of spring, Each bloom a voice in nature's grand display, In whispered hues, life's beauty takes its wing.