In the heart of the forest, where sunlight fades,
Stand the whispering giants, in their green glades.
With branches reaching high, and roots so deep,
They guard the secrets, ancient and steep.

Beneath their canopies, shadows dance and play,
While leaves rustle softly, throughout the day.
Their bark tells stories, of years gone by,
As seasons change, under the vast sky.

The trees, they whisper, in the wind’s embrace,
Singing songs of nature, with gentle grace.
Their beauty timeless, their presence grand,
Nature’s sentinels, throughout the land.

So let us cherish, these giants so wise,
For in their shade, true peace lies.
With every breath, they give us life,
In a world of chaos, they ease our strife.