In the gentle rustle of the leaves,
The whispers of the earth are heard;
A timeless bond, where spirit weaves,
The stories of wind and word.
Beneath the ancient, towering trees,
Where shadows dance with the light,
The heart finds peace, the soul agrees,
In nature’s tender, calming sight.
Rivers sing their endless song,
A melody of life and grace;
In their flow, we find where we belong,
Embracing nature’s warm embrace.
As stars adorn the nightâs vast sea,
A connection deep and true,
We find ourselves, and what will be,
In natureâs gaze, forever new.