Peaceful Dove clouds The wind’s soft whispers seem

The wind’s soft whispers seem to carry the secrets of the universe

the Cormorant dreamt of a world where no one else was there

the unclaimed bodies of things the tide had taken and returned

it yearned to return to Clinch Mountain and hear the sweet melodies that once played

though his life was filled with others looking away

Peaceful Dove clouds The wind’s soft whispers seem'A peaceful Dove lived in a tranquil forest nestled between towering ancient trees. She was known far and wide for her boundless energy, not in a frantic sense, but in the gentle, persistent way she approached life. Her energy was serene, like a flowing stream that never tired of its journey. Every morning, she would gracefully ascend to the highest branch of an old oak tree, her gentle song filling the air as if singing a hymn to the world. With each