In the heart of the lush, whispering grove,
Where emerald leaves dance in gentle grace,
Streams of sunlight weave through canopies above,
Breathing life into this serene, sacred place.

The rustling melody of the forest’s song,
Carries whispers of time on the breeze,
While shadows play in patterns, weaving along,
A tapestry of peace beneath the trees.

Emerald hills roll into the horizon’s embrace,
Majestic in their timeless, verdant sprawl,
Nature’s artistry in every leaf and trace,
A world where the heart finds its call.

In the depths of this emerald sea, we find,
A sanctuary where souls are gently healed,
The green, eternal symphony, so kind,
Nature’s love, in every leaf revealed.