In the embrace of towering trees, I find my solace,
Where whispering winds compose a gentle song,
The rustling leaves perform a timeless dance,
And shadows of the forest stretch so long.

Beneath the azure dome, the rivers weave,
Their crystal currents carve through ancient stone,
A melody of life in streams that cleave,
Echoes of adventures yet unknown.

The mountains stand as guardians of the land,
Their peaks adorned with crowns of purest snow,
In silence, they impart their wisdom grand,
To valleys where the wildflowers grow.

As twilight paints the sky in hues of gold,
The stars emerge, a tapestry of light,
In nature’s symphony, my heart is told,
That peace resides within the quiet night.