In the whispering woods where shadows dance,
The leaves tell tales of nature’s trance.
Sunlight filters through the emerald boughs,
Kissing the ground with gentle vows.

Streams weave a melody, pure and bright,
Reflecting the dawn’s first light.
Birds sing the chorus of morning’s song,
In this haven where all belong.

The breeze carries secrets of old,
Stories of life, both brave and bold.
Mountains stand as guardians tall,
Echoing whispers that nature calls.

As twilight falls with a gentle sigh,
Stars adorn the velvet sky.
In the stillness, hearts find peace,
Wrapped in nature’s sweet release.