In the whispering woods, where shadows play,
The leaves converse in a gentle sway.
The sun dips low, painting skies with gold,
As nature’s story continues to unfold.

The river hums a timeless song,
Its gentle flow, where dreams belong.
Mountains stand, guardians of the past,
Embracing the sky, tall and steadfast.

Stars awaken in the velvet night,
Guiding the lost with their soft light.
The moon smiles down with silver beams,
Cradling the world in its tender dreams.

In this eternal dance of night and day,
Nature sings in its own unique way.
A symphony of life, of ebb and flow,
An endless tale only nature can know.