WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES......

WHISPERS OF LEAVES
The wind in the willows, a symphony plays,
A secret it murmurs in rustling green maze.
The leaves, like soft tongues, in whispers confide,
Of poetic  lines of all the forest has kept deep inside.
They speak of the sunlight, that kisses the bough,
And shadows that dance as the sun dips low.
Of creatures that scurry, unseen in the shade,
And secrets the moonlight on wildflowers has laid.
The whisper grows stronger, a language untamed,
Of roots that run deep, where life is sustained.
A message of balance, of nature's grand scheme,
A lullaby sung in a vibrant green dream.
So listen, dear traveler, with heart open wide,
Let the leaves be your teachers, their wisdom your guide.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Note: A tribute poem to
poet Gurjeet Kour Ghuman