Whispers of the Wild

In the heart of dawn's embrace, Where sunlight dances on dew's lace, A symphony of whisper calls, As nature's canvas sweetly sprawls. Petals open, soft, and shy Each bloom, a lover's breath, a sigh, The breeze, a gentle finger traced, Across the sky, the clouds interlaced Among trees, with arms outspread, Like lovers tangled, dreams unfed, They sway and swat, in a secret song, A serenade where hearts belong The river murmurs down the stone, A loving tune, not meant for stone, With every ripple, every flow, It carries a message of aglow. In twilight's hush, the stars ignite, Two souls adrift in velvet night, With moonlight painting shadows long, They weave their hearts in nature's song. So let us roam through fields of green, Where every leaf holds, they are unseen, For in each petal, each soft sigh, Love and nature's hearts are entwined.