Nature’s song

There's always a little voice inside me
(It often echoes in my heart)
A tender whisper, like a motherly call
(Almost like a shy symphony)
Urging me to step out of my house
To the flower in the corner
That no one has yet noticed,
Or the sad autumn birds
Whose songs often go unheard,
To the clouds, to the moon, to the wind,
To the rocks, to the trees, to the leaves,
To the sky, to the mountain, to the sea,
To the choir chanting that sacred hymn,
For they all have stories to tell me
(I just need to listen closely)
And they all hold pieces of me
(I just need to read
Into the secrets they reveal).

Ever since I was a little girl, writing has been my passion and my escape. I wanted a platform where this small voice - that usually dares only be heard by the notebook in the corner of my room - can reach out to the world. I have always been fascinated by this ability we have to turn a transient thought or feeling into something that could last forever and that could be communicated to any other member of our species who would stumble upon it. After all, we're one and the same, aren't we? Our hopes, dreams, fears, pain, joy are what make us who we are. This page is for you out there reading it, so I invite you to delve into this notebook as if it were your own. Welcome to my notebook. Many thanks to the creator of this page who made my dream come true.

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