Whispers of the Forest
In the forest, calm and deep,
Where the ancient shadows sleep,
Whispers travel tree to tree,
Telling tales to you and me.
The rustling leaves begin to sing,
Of gentle winds and birds on wing,
The streams repeat a secret song,
That’s been flowing all along.
Deer move softly, flowers bloom,
Sunlight dances, breaks the gloom,
The forest whispers, “Come and see,
The world is full of mystery.”
So listen close, with heart and ear,
The forest speaks, its voice is clear,
A treasure lives in every sound,
In nature’s whispers, peace is found.
By Vishwajeet Priyadarshi
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