In the whisper of the leaves, green speaks softly,
A hue of life, of growth, of hope unspoken,
It dances in the breeze, with grace so lofty,
A silent promise, never broken.

In emerald forests, where shadows play,
Green embraces the earth with tender might,
A tranquil sanctuary, where hearts can stay,
Bathed in the soft caress of morning light.

The fields of jade, where dreams are sown,
Green stretches far, beyond the distant hill,
It whispers tales of lands unknown,
Of peace and calm, of time standing still.

In every blade of grass, in every leaf,
Green holds a story, ancient and profound,
A symbol of renewal, a soothing relief,
In its embrace, true serenity is found.