Dreams of Green

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3 weeks ago

In the quiet corners of our minds, Where concrete yields to whispered green, We dream of forests woven into city streets, A refuge for the soul, a haven unforeseen.

Amidst the rush of traffic’s ceaseless hum, We yearn for leaves that rustle in the breeze, For canopies that shelter weary hearts, And roots that anchor hope beneath the trees.

In this urban jungle, where steel and glass collide, Our wishes take flight on wings of chlorophyll, To see saplings rise from cracks in sidewalks, And watch resilience bloom against the city’s will.

We dream of moss-kissed walls and fern-filled nooks, Where squirrels play hide-and-seek with time, And where the scent of pine mingles with exhaust, A symphony of life in rhythm and rhyme.

So close your eyes, my friend, and join the dream, Where skyscrapers bow to ancient oaks, And in the heart of every bustling street, An urban forest blooms—a whispered hope.

Feel free to share more dreams or ask for anything else—I’m here to listen! 🌿🌆

originally published on mirror.xyz

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That's right. When I'm staying at the city, I always dreamed of a green scenery. Where I can be relaxed and feel at ease. The reason why I decided to go back to my province where I found peace.

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