Poem on Nature: "Whispers of the Earth"

In the quiet depths where wonders reside,

Where nature's secrets softly confide,

I hear the whispers of the Earth,

Revealing its wisdom, a priceless birth.

Beneath the soil, roots intertwine,

A network of life, a sacred design,

Whispers echo through the earthy ground,

A symphony of growth, profound.

In ancient forests, tall and grand,

Majestic trees, a steadfast band,

Their rustling leaves, a gentle sound,

Whispering tales as they sway around.

Mountains rise, towering and bold,

Legends etched in stones untold,

They whisper stories of ancient grace,

Carved by time, a sacred embrace.

In flowing rivers, a soothing refrain,

Whispers of peace, washing away pain,

Their currents murmur secrets profound,

Guiding us to where true solace is found.

Fields of flowers, a colorful array,

Their petals whispering, as breezes sway,

A fragrant symphony, a delicate spell,

Nature's poetry, in whispers they tell.

The creatures of the Earth, both wild and tame,

Each with a voice, a unique claim,

From the songbird's melody in the air,

To the lion's roar, a majestic flair.

In starlit nights, the whispers grow,

As constellations twinkle and glow,

The universe's secrets, vast and grand,

Whispered softly in the cosmic strand.

Oh, listen closely, with an open heart,

To the whispers of the Earth, a priceless art,

For in its whispers, we find our connection,

A reminder of nature's boundless affection.

So let us cherish these whispers divine,

And honor the Earth, our precious shrine,

For in its whispers, we are truly rebirthed,

United in harmony with the whispers of the Earth.