When Nature Speaks
Poetry
The soul of the universe wanders in the garden of love A cosmic breeze blows caressing the soft petals The tide of feelings runs high Romance — the wind whispers to the ocean of emotions
Lush green trees open their arms embracing the sunlight and its charm
The buds prepare to bloom as the morning dew falls from the heavens Freshly cut grass dances freely as gray clouds play drums
It is always beautiful when love is natural A divine breeze blows healing every wound — visible and invisible —
With love in the air and romance at its peak Silence has its own language when nature speaks
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