In the silence of nature, leaves gives color. Their color signifies the beauty of valor. The sadness of the place ensnare. As the rustling leaves impaired. Beside its susurration of the sea side. Heals every peice of fragile snide. May the rustling leaves in our hearts. Whither sadness jointly and beauty jointly mend their arts. The rustling leaves in the nature. Solemnly whispers, a call to nuture. As the rustling leaves signify. 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.