A babbling brook flows through the mossy stones, Whispering tales of forgotten forest thrones. Silver fish dart 'neath the willow's gentle shade, Where ancient secrets in the ripples fade. A lone traveler pauses to drink from its grace, Seeing time's reflection on the water's face. The current sings of journeys yet to be, Carrying dreams toward the distant sea. Sunlight dances on the liquid, shifting glass, Melting all worries as the moments pass. Nature's simple verse,...

A babbling brook flows through the mossy stones, Whispering tales of forgotten forest thrones. Silver fish dart 'neath the willow's gentle shade, Where ancient secrets in the ripples fade. A lone traveler pauses to drink from its grace, Seeing time's reflection on the water's face. The current sings of journeys yet to be, Carrying dreams toward the distant sea. Sunlight dances on the liquid, shifting glass, Melting all worries as the moments pass. Nature's simple verse,...