In the embrace of towering trees,
Where sunlight dances through the leaves,
Nature’s whispers in the breeze,
A symphony the heart receives.
The river sings with gentle grace,
Carving paths through ancient lands,
Its melody a soft embrace,
Crafted by time’s tender hands.
Mountains stand in silent might,
Guardians of the skies so wide,
Veiled in mists of morning light,
Their secrets in the clouds they hide.
Fields of gold and oceans blue,
Canvas vast of nature’s art,
In every hue, a story true,
A masterpiece that warms the heart.