Whispers Poem by Ren Sean

A pristine page, as winter's hush descends,
Then vibrant green, where verdant spring transcends.
Sunlit streams dance, a kaleidoscope bright,
Awakening woods, bathed in golden light.

A hesitant start, a path not yet defined,
A whispered hope leaves fear far behind.
The wind's soft touch, a gentle hand to guide,
Through fields of gold, where wildflowers softly hide.

A hand clasped tight, a haven built of sun,
A shared tale spun, both old and ever new.
Within the heart, a warmth begins to soar,
A sunlit smile on life's inviting shore.

Emotions hush in depths where secrets sleep,
Like hidden springs, their mysteries they keep.
A fleeting blush, a moment's tender grace,
Then onward still, at nature's measured pace.

Like fireflies bright, sweet memories ignite,
Reflecting stars in moonbeams' gentle light.
A winter's breath, a whisper of the night,
Then warmth returns, the wind stands still, just right.

Though shadows fall and doubts may softly rise,
Serene clear skies, beneath which hope still lies.
A hand to hold, a love both pure and deep,
As dawn unfolds, where slumbering secrets sleep.
With nature's grace, hearts intertwined as one,
A future bright, where every soul embrace light.