Whispers of the Wild

Beneath the sky’s embracing dome,

Where mountains rise and rivers roam,

The earth in gentle rhythm sings—

A hymn upon the breath of wings.

The forest hums in emerald hush,

Each leaf a note, each breeze a brush.

The sunlight dances, soft and wide,

On fields where golden secrets hide.

A bloom awakes in morning dew,

Its colors bathed in every hue,

And bees with songs of honeyed flight

Chase fragrance through the dappled light.

The ocean sighs in rolling grace,

Its foam a kiss on nature’s face.

And stars, like lanterns in the deep,

Watch over creatures as they sleep.

Oh, beauty lies in quiet things—

In hush of dusk, in bird that sings,

In storm that tears, then leaves behind

A clearer sky, a calmer mind.

So pause awhile, and simply be—

A part of earth, of sky, of sea.

For nature’s heart, both fierce and mild,

Beats in the soul of every child.