Whispers of the Earth Beneath

• In the quiet of the morning light,  
  Where the wild flowers dance, so bright,  
  Folk wisdom carried on the breeze,  
  Nature's song hums through the trees.  
  
  With each drop of the gentle rain,  
  The earth whispers secrets, soft and plain,  
  A simple truth in every hue,  
  Life's beauty shines in the morning dew.  
  
  Hear the call of the winding brook,  
  In its flow, a tale's been told,  
  Of ages past and futures bright,  
  In the shadows, the sun ignites.  
  
  So gather 'round, let us share,  
  The stories woven in the air,  
  With laughter, love, and joy profound,  
  Roots entwined in common ground.  
  
  As the seasons come and go,  
  The seeds of wisdom start to grow,  
  In every heart, the echoes find,  
  A thread of hope that binds mankind.  
  
  So pause a while, let nature weave,  
  A tapestry for us to believe,  
  That in the whispers, we are one,  
  Beneath the sky, beneath the sun.  
  
  And as we walk this winding road,  
  Let's carry each other, ease the load,  
  For in the dance of life we see,  
  Together, we are wild and free.  
  
  In the end, it's clear and true,  
  The earth speaks softly, calling you,  
  With every heartbeat, hear the sound,  
  In this gentle life, we’re forever bound.

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Folk wisdom, Earth whispers, Simple truth, Morning dew, Wild flowers, Gentle rain, Nature's song