Gentle winds caressing

The fading evening light

When nature speaks her silent muse

And whispers to the night

 

All is quiet on the lake

Peaceful wistful wise

As nature reaps her silent muse

Beneath the harvest skies

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Wisdom trees speak to the waters below

Spirits of the forest together they rise

Evergreen whispers in misty morning glow

Awakens as one into sacred skies

 

Let’s go to evergreen waters

Where enchantment resides

Amidst the wise things, the peaceful things

Nature’s mystery provides

 

Dusky calm in peaceful woods

Across the waters blue

Gentle whispers homeward on

In silence passing through

 

 

Deep in the forest when nature speaks

Quiet the wisdom the wisest will reap

 

Beneath rolling thunder when nature speaks

Echoes of mother earth, in silence she weeps

 

But new dawns beckon when nature speaks

Arise from our slumber with wonders to seek

 

Her soul it withers where the rivers don’t flow

Where songbirds cease their wistful chime

What’s not been sown will never grow

In faraway woods of distant rhyme

 

Yet silence bears witness to waters so deep

Like moonbeams shining into the night

As mother nature arises from misty sleep

Into the dawn of wisdom’s light