The Whispering Willow
A lonely willow tree stood by the silent pond, its slender branches swaying gently in the evening breeze. For centuries, it had witnessed the passing of seasons and the stories of travelers who rested beneath its shade. One autumn night, a young poet, weary from his journey, sat against its trunk and sighed of unrequited love. As he slept, the willow whispered dreams to him—of a distant land where his words would bloom like spring flowers. He awoke with a heart full of hope, carving a verse i...
The Whispering Willow
A lonely willow tree stood by the silent pond, its slender branches swaying gently in the evening breeze. For centuries, it had witnessed the passing of seasons and the stories of travelers who rested beneath its shade. One autumn night, a young poet, weary from his journey, sat against its trunk and sighed of unrequited love. As he slept, the willow whispered dreams to him—of a distant land where his words would bloom like spring flowers. He awoke with a heart full of hope, carving a verse i...
