Beneath the emerald canopies, the whispers start,
In the gentle rustle of leaves, nature’s art.
A tapestry of dreams weaved in the shade,
Where every hue of green in silence is laid.

In fields where wild grasses dance and sway,
The symphony of green guides the day.
Soft moss carpets the forest floor,
An invitation to dream forevermore.

The river flows with a jade embrace,
Reflecting a world of tranquil grace.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Green holds the earth, the sea, the sky.

In every leaf, a story unfolds,
Of life, renewal, and secrets untold.
Under the endless canopy of green,
We find our place, serene and unseen.