Once, in the gentle hush of dawn,
a soft voice echoed through the trees,
like an age-old song forgotten by time.
"Do you remember the tales we wove?"
Each word, a fragile thread in the tapestry of our lives,
woven delicately, revealing hidden truths beneath the skin of reality.
Listen to the silent stories traced upon the air.
Secrets spoken by trees, stories hidden beneath the roots,
all awaiting those willing to pause and reflect.