The Whispering Trees

Amidst the rustling leaves and gentle breeze,

The trees stand tall, their branches at ease.

Whispering secrets, they speak a language unknown,

A symphony of nature, an orchestra in their own.

As I walk by their side, I feel a sense of calm,

My soul rejuvenated, my heart like a balm.

The rustling leaves, a soothing lullaby,

The whispering trees, a love letter to the sky.

Their trunks like pillars, their roots deep and strong,

They teach me resilience, they teach me to belong.

In their shade, I find solace and peace,

My worries and fears, they gently release.

Oh, whispering trees, you are a sight to behold,

A wonder of nature, a story untold.

Your beauty and grace, a treasure to behold,

A love letter to nature, forever to be told.