Beneath the canopy, a world unfolds,
Where whispers of the wind tell ancient tales,
Of roots that anchor deep and branches bold,
A symphony of life within the vales.

The leaves they dance in sunlight’s gentle kiss,
A ballet choreographed by nature’s hand,
Each rustling note a testament to bliss,
In harmony with earth, the sea, the land.

Rivers carve their stories through the stone,
Their murmurs blending with the forest’s song,
A melody where all is not alone,
But part of something timeless, pure, and strong.

As twilight falls, the forest breathes anew,
The stars above like lanterns in the sky,
In this embrace of green and midnight blue,
We find our place, where dreams and nature lie.