In the heart of the whispering woods,
Where ancient trees stand tall,
Their leaves dance with the wind,
Sharing secrets of seasons past.

Roots dig deep into the earth,
Holding stories of ages gone,
Beneath the shade of verdant canopies,
Life blossoms in quiet harmony.

Their branches reach for the heavens,
Embracing the sun’s golden rays,
Sheltering the dreams of wanderers,
Who find solace in their gentle sway.

As dusk paints the sky in hues of twilight,
The trees hum a lullaby of peace,
A timeless melody of nature’s grace,
In the whispering woods, where all is serene.