Nature's Silent Chime

Amid the whispers of the gentle breeze,

Beneath the shade of ancient, tranquil trees,

A world of wonder in the quiet hush,

Where nature's beauty in its silence gush.

The sun, a painter, strokes the sky with gold,

As daylight's tapestry begins to unfold,

A canvas vast with colors, bright and bold,

In every stroke, a new tale to be told.

The rivers dance in a serpentine grace,

Reflecting stars in their shimmering embrace,

They journey on, to distant lands unknown,

Their liquid stories in a soft, flowing tone.

Beneath the earth, roots weave a secret thread,

In hidden chambers, where dreams are bred,

They anchor life, a testament to time,

In whispered rhymes of nature's silent chime.

The creatures, both great and small, play their part,

In this grand tapestry, a work of art,

A symphony of life, a wondrous theme,

In this earthly poem, we find our dream.