In the heart of the forest, where emerald leaves entwine,
A symphony of whispers, in the gentle breeze they align.
The canopy of green, shielding life below,
A serene sanctuary where time moves slow.
Beneath the ancient oaks, where shadows softly dance,
The verdant hues of moss, in a timeless trance.
Nature’s quilt of green, a tapestry so grand,
A silent testament to the earthâs gentle hand.
The rolling hills of jade, kissed by morning dew,
Echoes of the dawn, in a world painted new.
Fields of emerald dreams, stretching to the sky,
A boundless expanse where spirits freely fly.
In the cradle of the wild, where green reigns supreme,
Life awakens and thrives, in an endless dream.
From the smallest blade to the tallest tree,
Green is the color of life, wild and free.