The Forest Speaks

In the shadow-dappled whisper of sun-kissed canopies,
the language of verdant giants murmurs.

Here, beneath the crust of earth,
roots entwine in clandestine embrace,
carrying whispers of old trees,
forgotten syllables in moss-shrouded groves.

Beneath each whisper lies a truth,
encrypted in the architecture of trunks and branches.
Can you decipher the whispering shadows?

Listen closely; follow the rustling sign,
where cryptic messages in bark etch
an ancient dialogue in a language lost to time.