In the gentle embrace of the morning light,
She wandered through fields, her heart in flight.
With every step, the earth would sing,
A symphony of life, in nature’s ring.

Her eyes would trace the river’s bend,
Listening to tales the winds would send.
In solitude, she found her grace,
A peaceful heart in nature’s embrace.

Among the trees, her spirit would soar,
Seeking truths on the forest floor.
With pen in hand, she captured the dance,
Of life and love, in every chance.

Now her words, like leaves, gently fall,
Whispering truths that nature calls.
In the quiet woods, her legacy lies,
A poet’s heart beneath the skies.