In the whispering woods where silence sings,
Man walks among the ancient trees,
A gentle bond that time brings,
Nature’s wisdom, a soothing breeze.
The rivers flow with stories untold,
Carving paths through earth and stone,
Man listens, his spirit bold,
In nature’s heart, he finds his own.
Mountains stand as guardians tall,
Witness to the ages past,
Man climbs, heeding their call,
In nature’s presence, peace at last.
The cycle of life, a dance of grace,
Man and nature, forever entwined,
In every leaf, in every space,
Their connection eternally defined.