The Whispering Willow
A lonely willow tree stood by the lake, its branches swaying gently in the breeze. One evening, a young poet sat beneath it, feeling the weight of the world. The leaves began to whisper ancient tales of love and loss, carried by the wind. Moved by the stories, the poet picked up a brush and wrote a verse on a fallen leaf. As the moon rose, the leaf floated away across the water, carrying the poem to someone far away who needed to hear it. The willow continued to whisper, forever sharing solac...
The Whispering Willow
A lonely willow tree stood by the lake, its branches swaying gently in the breeze. One evening, a young poet sat beneath it, feeling the weight of the world. The leaves began to whisper ancient tales of love and loss, carried by the wind. Moved by the stories, the poet picked up a brush and wrote a verse on a fallen leaf. As the moon rose, the leaf floated away across the water, carrying the poem to someone far away who needed to hear it. The willow continued to whisper, forever sharing solac...
