Whispers in the Green

[Intro] Softly the trees breathe, a hush on the span of centuries The forest leans close, listening with patient roots [Verse 1] In the mossy light, whispers thread through the green Leaves murmur epochs, every flutter a memory seen A quiet sentience hums in shade and scent and rain Old stories thread the trunks, like weathered, patient grain [Chorus] Whispers of the woods, awake in the quiet gold Footprints of forgotten suns in rings of growing old I hear the forest shifting, a conscious hush in light Speaking in the rustle, guiding dreams through the night [Verse 2] Sun-dappled ladders climb the bark, soft as a sigh History wakes in cadence with the wind’s gentle cry Ferns unfurl secrets on the mossy floor The earth hums answers to questions asked before [Chorus] Whispers of the woods, awake in the quiet gold Footprints of forgotten suns in rings of growing old I hear the forest shifting, a conscious hush in light Speaking in the rustle, guiding dreams through the night [Bridge] If you listen close, you’ll hear the branches tell Songs of rain and drought, of time that stretches well The living canopy keeps watch from above and below A patient chorus beneath the sky’s pale glow [Chorus] Whispers of the woods, awake in the quiet gold Footprints of forgotten suns in rings of growing old I hear the forest shifting, a conscious hush in light Speaking in the rustle, guiding dreams through the night [Outro] Endless green, a quiet mind that weathered every dawn I walk between the stories, where ancient roots are drawn