Whispers of the Wild

Among the amber hues and whispering winds,
A symphony of rustling leaves begins.
It tells a tale of time in gentle sway,
Of golden sunsets at the close of day.

The wild's call, soft and low,
Speaks of secrets only the heart can know.
In every gust, a story untold,
Of life, of love, of souls bold.

Here, beneath the vast, eternal sky,
We find the truths that never die.
In the dance of shadows and light,
In the quietude of coming night.

Whispers of the wild, ever so slight,
Guide us through the passage of night.
In the cycle of seasons, in the breeze that flows,
Lies a beauty only the heart knows.

So listen close, and you shall find
The wonders of the world intertwined.
In every leaf, in every stone,
A universe of mysteries, silently sown.