Echos OF Silence: The Unspoken Struggles Of Mental Health

Whispers Of A Winding River

Whispers of a winding river,

Softly spoken secrets flow,

Through the mountains and the valleys,

Where the tranquil waters go.

With gentle rustle of the trees,

And gentle murmur of the wind,

The river whispers lullabies,

To all who care to listen in.

It carries tales of distant lands,

Of days gone by and love lost,

In its ancient, winding path,

Lies the memories of all it's crossed.

The sun-kissed ripples dance and sway,

As gentle whispers fill the air,

A symphony of peaceful sounds,

That soothes the soul without a care.

As the river winds its way,

Through the serene and tranquil scene,

It beckons all to come and stay,

In its peaceful, calming dream.

Nature's lullaby it sings,

As whispers turn to melodies,

A symphony of purest grace,

That echoes through the valleys and trees.

And as the day turns into night,

And the river flows ever on,

The whispers grow even softer still,

In the peacefulness of dawn.

So come and listen to the whispers,

Of this winding river's song,

Let its serenity fill your heart,

And carry you forever along.