Lekhny Story -12-May-2024

In whispering leaves and rivers' song, I weave my tale, both old and strong. From dawn's embrace to dusk's reprieve, I paint the sky, my dreams to weave.

With gentle touch, I kiss the earth, In verdant hues, I find my worth. Through seasons dance, a timeless art, I mend the wounds, a tender heart.

On mountains high and valleys deep, My secrets kept, forever to keep. In every bloom and creature's call, I echo life, the grandest thrall.

So heed my plea, dear child of mine, In every breeze, a voice divine. For in your care, my destiny lies, To cherish, nurture 'neath azure skies.