The wind walks softly through the trees,
It hums with leaves and bending breeze.
A river glides in silver thread,
Past rocks where moss is green and spread.
The sun leans down with golden light,
To warm the fields from pale to bright.
Birds stitch music through the sky,
Where drifting clouds go slowly by.
The earth smells sweet after the rain,
Of soaked brown soil and fresh green grain.
Each blade of grass, each petal small,
Feels like a world that holds us all.
And when the evening dims the land,
The stars begin to take their stand.
They shimmer like a quiet prayer,
As night spreads deep through cooling air.
So in this world of sky and ground,
Where gentle wonders can be found,
We learn the silence nature keeps�"
A song the heart remembers, deep.
