MURMURS IN SERENITY

The air hung/lofted/drifted heavy with the scent of petrichor/pine needles/blooming jasmine. A gentle breeze/current/whisper caressed/kissed/stirred the leaves, creating a soothing/serene/harmonious symphony. Sunlight filtered/streamed/lanced through the canopy, casting check here dancing/shifting/mottled patterns on the forest floor. The world hel