Glade's Embrace
The Unspoken Peace of a Dappled Glade
Where emerald leaves in whispered secrets sway,
And sunlight filters in a gentle way,
A glade lies hidden, from the world's fast pace,
An unspoken haven, filled with quiet grace.
The air hangs softly, with a fragrant hue,
Of damp earth breathing, and the morning dew.
Sun-dappled patterns dance upon the floor,
Where silent mosses cushion evermore.
No hurried footsteps mark this tranquil space,
Just nature's rhythm in a slow embrace.
The rustling leaves, a bird's melodious call,
The only voices in this natural hall.
Here, thoughts may settle, spirits find release,
Bathed in the golden light of silent peace.
An unspoken beauty, waiting to be found,
In every sun-kissed leaf upon the ground.

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