I wait for whispers; they regale my muse. Whispers that can be heard by
our heart, whispers that ride on the breeze to dispel darkness and
ignite hope. I’m sure you would hear them through these poems if you
read slowly.‘Magical Whispers’ would transport you to an island of
serenity; beseech you to tread softly on the velvety carpet of nature to
feel the ethereal beauty around you. The jigsaw of life would melt and
merge as you dive into the warmth of words.In this book, my poems focus
on the whispers of Mother Nature, whispers that are subtle but speak
louder than words and breathe a quiet message.Each day reminds usIt’s
the symphony of surroundingsThat whispers life into us.
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