Whispers of the Soul

In fields of green, where dreams are sown,
Beneath the sky, where hopes have flown,
Whispers of wind, a gentle choir,
Sing of love, and hearts afire.

Through shadowed woods, the moon's soft glow,
Guides weary souls where secrets grow,
In every leaf, a tale untold,
In every star, a dream to hold.

Upon the waves, where oceans meet,
Where echoes of the past retreat,
The rhythm of the tides, a dance,
A timeless song, a fleeting trance.

In every breath, a story lies,
In every gaze, a million skies,
So let us wander, hand in hand,
Through poetry, our hearts expand.

In twilight's hush, where shadows blend,
Where dreams take flight, where sorrows mend,
The silence speaks, a sacred vow,
To guide us through the here and now.

With pen in hand and heart laid bare,
We write the verses of our prayer,
Each word a beacon in the night,
Each line a star, a guiding light.

So let us journey, side by side,
Through valleys deep and mountains wide,
With poetry as our compass true,
We'll find our way, me and you.

In every stanza, a new start,
In every rhythm, a beating heart,
For in the tapestry of our soul,
We find the whispers that make us whole.