Whispers of the Wilderness
In the heart of the wild, where the rivers run free,
Nature's embrace calls, inviting to see.
With mountains that tower, their peaks kissed by sky,
The whispers of wilderness beckon the shy.
Through forests so deep, where the tall pines sway,
The sunlight dances, casting shadows at play.
Each rustle of leaves, a secret untold,
A symphony played in the green and the gold.
The air is alive with the songs of the birds,
With melodies woven through soft, whispered words.
The scent of the earth, rich and profound,
In the stillness of nature, pure magic is found.
The paths wind like rivers, through valleys and glades,
Where the beauty of life in each moment cascades.
With wildflowers blooming in colors so bright,
The canvas of nature ignites with delight.
In the cool mountain streams, the water runs clear,
Reflecting the sky, where the eagles draw near.
With each splash of the current, the world feels alive,
In the heart of the wild, our spirits revive.
Beneath the vast heavens, where the stars softly gleam,
The wilderness whispers, inviting a dream.
To wander through meadows where the wild things roam,
In the arms of the wild, we find a true home.
So let us step lightly on this sacred ground,
And listen to nature, where wisdom is found.
For in the heart of the wilderness, wild and free,
Lies the essence of life, a reminder to be.
In the roar of the ocean or the hush of the trees,
In the vastness of mountains, the whispers of breeze,
We find our connection, our spirits entwined,
In the wilderness calling, we leave the world behind.
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Whispers of the Soul: part 2
PoetryThis is my second poetry book. I will be updating this one with a new poem every day from each category.
