GENTLE GRACE

GENTLE GRACE
In the cradle of Mother Earth, a petal unfold,
Where green leaves dance, their tales untold.
Another secret of life, well woven with care,
A bounty of nature's artistry, beyond compare.
Leaves of emerald, a verdant embrace,
Whispering secrets, with gentle grace.
Sun-kissed hues, a palette so bright,
A canvas of green, in the soft daylight.
From chlorophyll veins, life's elixir flows,
Breathing in sunlight, as the wind gently blows.
Nature's currency, the bread we share,
In leaves and branches, life's riches declare.
Stalwart guardians, of the soil they grow,
From earth to sky, a verdant halo.
Symbiotic dance, a harmonious quest,
Where leaves and humankind find rest.
In every rustle, a story unfolds,
Of growth and sustenance, as life molds.
Through seasons of plenty, or times of dread,
Green leaves remind us, we earn our daily bread.
So let us cherish, this green tapestry,
A gift from nature, a timeless decree.
For in the beauty of leaves, we find,
A lifeline to sustenance, intertwined.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI