In the silence of nature, leaves gives color. Its color signifies the beauty of valor. The sadness of the place embarked. As the rustling leaves impaired. Beside its susurration of the sea side. Heals every peice of fragile snide. Abide the rustling leaves in our hearts. Whither sadness jointly mend its arts. The rustling leaves in the nature. Solemnly whispered to nuture. As the rustling leaves signatures. The magnificent of sculpture. In the symphony of whispers, nature's choir, Each rustle, each sigh, each flicker of fire. With every leaf, a story unfolds, In the dance of life, its beauty beholds.