The Whispering Grass

In fields of green, where wildflowers sway, The grass whispers secrets, come what may, A tapestry woven by nature’s grace, In the silence, we find our place.

Each blade a story, each wind a sigh, In the embrace of earth, we can’t deny, Nature’s wisdom, in softness speaks, In the quiet moments, the heart seeks.

• David C Okwuosa