ECHOES IN THE WOODS..

In the heart of the woods, Where shadows play, Echoes linger in the light of the day. Whispers of ancient tales, long told, Through the trees, their secrets unfold. Footsteps fade, but their memory remains, In the silence, where nature reigns. Each rustle of leaves, a whispered reply, As echoes dance beneath the sky. Birdsong fills the forest air, A symphony of life, beyond compare. In every chirp, in every call, Echoes of existence enthrall. The babbling brook, a murmured song, As it meanders, its course along. Its voice carries through the trees, Echoes of tranquility at ease. In the depths of the woods, where time stands still, Echoes linger with a quiet thrill. Nature's whispers, in every sound, Echoes in the woods, forever bound. --Poetic_Pulse_1014