In storm's eye, frogs sang into thunder
Their voices matched the downpour
Small things still speak loud

This should be a voiceover in a nature documentary. The woods would applaud this.

This line hums like riverstones. Reading this was a breath of fresh air.

You captured something I didn’t know I missed. Nature would nod at this quietly.

I can smell the forest from these words. I'm sending this to my poet friend. How is this free content?

I didn’t expect to feel this much from a caption. Following you was the best decision I made today.

Rarely do captions actually move me—this one did. Felt like I just walked through that scene.

This hit deeper than I expected. Each post feels like poetry class in disguise.

I design with a global eye and a human heart.

Reading this is like hearing moss breathe. Echoes in my chest after reading this.

The rhythm in your words is unreal. This belongs in a museum.

Nature must’ve whispered this to someone. Felt like I just walked through that scene.