Beneath the ancient trees, we wander wide,
Where whispers of the leaves softly confide.
In nature’s arms, our spirits find their rest,
A sacred bond where hearts are truly blessed.

The river sings its timeless lullaby,
While mountains stand as guardians of the sky.
Each breath of wind, a gentle, guiding hand,
Uniting man with earth, a strength so grand.

In every flower’s bloom, a story told,
Of life and love and mysteries of old.
The sun and moon, they dance in endless grace,
Illuminating paths we choose to trace.

O, nature’s pulse, in harmony we tread,
With every step, our souls forever wed.
In fields of green, where dreams and hopes align,
The essence of our being intertwines.