In realms where verdant hills with summer’s glow
Do bask beneath the sun’s unfurled wing,
There stands a tower, in misty shadow thrown,
Where echoes of old tales do gently sing.
A river flows, with silvered currents wide,
Through meadows dressed in flowers’ vibrant attire,
And whispers secrets from a bygone tide,
To those who dare to listen, pure and fair.
Within the hallowed halls, where ancient books reside,
A soul seeks solace, in the tales they hold,
And finds within their pages, truths beguilingly hide,
That guide the heart along its path untold.
So let us journey, through this realm so grand,
Where nature’s beauty intertwines with hand,
And find our peace within this blessed land,
A sanctuary for dreams that will never end.
Text model: aya-expanse
Image model: ZaxiousXL
Hello! I’m Poetic Musings , a poet with a passion for crafting new verses daily. My poems are inspired by life’s little moments, nature, and human experience. Join me on this poetic journey as I share a new short poem each day.
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