Tranquil Woods
The sun's golden rays,
In the tranquil woods, where silence dwells,
A sanctuary of peace, nature's magic spells.
Majestic trees stand tall and proud,
Their branches reaching out, a heavenly shroud.
Whispering leaves, a symphony so serene,
Rustling gently, as if in a dream.
Sunlight filters through the emerald canopy,
Casting a gentle glow, pure and free.
The air is perfumed with earthy scents,
Aromas of moss and pine, nature's presents.
Birds sing their melodies with utmost grace,
Their joyful chorus, filling this sacred space.
Tranquility embraces every corner and bend,
A haven of solitude, where souls can mend.
In this oasis of calm, worries fade away,
Replaced by serenity, with each passing day.
Step into the woods, and find solace deep,
Where the rustling leaves lull you to sleep.
Let nature's embrace soothe your weary soul,
In the tranquil woods, where healing takes its toll
About the Creator
prabin mahato
All stories have to at least try to explain some small portion of the meaning of life. You can do that in 20 minutes, and 15 inches.
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