In the heart of the whispering woods,
Where sunlight dances on emerald leaves,
The gentle breeze carries tales untold,
Of ancient trees and hidden dreams.
Beneath the azure, endless sky,
Rivers weave their silver threads,
Mountains stand with silent grace,
Guardians of the worldâs embrace.
Fields of gold sway in rhythm,
To the melody of the morning dew,
Flowers bloom with vibrant hues,
A canvas painted just for you.
As twilight casts its purple glow,
Stars emerge, a celestial choir,
Natureâs beauty in every corner,
A symphony that never tires.