All pictures taken by Emma Geisendorfer
Whispers in the Green
Beneath the canopy’s emerald veil,
where sunlit threads of gold prevail,
a quiet pulse, a gentle beat,
in every leaf and stone, we meet.
The river hums, the branches sway,
their secrets wrapped in a soft array,
a timeless song, both wild and true,
a whispering world in verdant hue.
Footsteps softened, voices stilled,
in nature’s arms, our spirits filled,
with tales of old and life anew—
a world reborn in morning’s dew.
