Whispers in the Autumn Valley

_{(Effect by DeepArtEffects)}

Where mountains kiss the azure sky,
And valleys yawn in verdant sleep,
Trees stand tall in silent sigh,
Their leaves in autumn's colors weep.

　The sun, a gentle, golden touch,
　Paints mist along the whispering wood,
　White clouds like dreams drift high so much,
　A symphony of solitude.

No wind disturbs the sacred hush,
No birdsong pierces nature's grace,
Only sunlight, soft and plush,
Embraces this enchanted space.

　So breathe, and let your worries stray,
　In this embrace of autumn's peace,
　Where mountains guard the passing day,
　And serenity finds sweet release.

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