In the heart of the whispering forest,
Where shadows dance to an ancient song,
The silent depths hold secrets untold,
And dreams wander, forever long.

Beneath the canopy’s gentle sway,
Leaves murmur tales of time’s embrace,
Mystic echoes in twilight’s glow,
Unravel mysteries with tender grace.

The brook’s soft laughter weaves a spell,
Carving paths through emerald dreams,
While moonlight paints with silver hues,
On tranquil lakes and flowing streams.

Here in this realm of whispering trees,
Where nature’s breath is pure and free,
The forest guards its sacred lore,
A timeless bond of earth and sea.