Beneath the canopy of ancient trees,
Where sunlight filters through emerald leaves,
A symphony of whispers in the breeze,
Nature’s secrets the forest weaves.

By the shore where the ocean meets the land,
Waves dance in rhythm, hand in hand,
Their song a timeless, soothing band,
Crafted by tides, eternally planned.

High above, where the mountains kiss the sky,
The wind’s embrace is gentle and nigh,
It carries tales of valleys and peaks so high,
Tales of freedom, of soaring, of the unfettered fly.

Deep within the earth, where roots entwine,
Lies the heartbeat of life, profound and divine,
It pulses through veins, both yours and mine,
A reminder of nature’s eternal design.