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

 

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

 

In the silent hour

When words need not apply

The earth beholds her wisdom

Beneath the harvest sky

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Beneath the vastness of lofty spaces

The waters whisper to earthen skies

While silence speaks in sacred places

Upon the lake her spirits rise

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All is quiet on whisper lake

As moonbeams rise in the fading light

Between the shadows the spirits awake

Upon the journey into the night