Whispers in the Verdant
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where ancient secrets sleep,
A maiden stands, her beauty deep.
The forest whispers truths untold,
As leaves and vines her story unfold.
Her gown, a tapestry of earthy tone,
Echoes the mystery she's made her own.
With eyes that gaze beyond the veil,
She hears the whispers, and her spirit prevails.
In this still moment, time stands tall,
As she embodies the forest's mystic call.
The verdant surrounds her like a shroud,
A guardian of secrets, in an ancient crowd.
Her heart beats with the rhythm of the land,
A symphony of life, at her command.
In this mystical realm, she reigns supreme,
A queen of wonder, in a dreamlike theme.
The world around her fades, as she takes her stand,
A testament to nature's mystic hand.