In the whispering woods, man finds his soul,
Among the towering trees, he seeks control.
Roots intertwine with dreams, ancient and true,
In the heart of the forest, life begins anew.

Rivers carve pathways through the land,
Man follows, with a gentle hand.
Harmony echoes in the mountain’s call,
As nature stands strong, man feels small.

The sky paints stories in shades of blue,
Man gazes upwards, searching for clues.
Clouds drift by in a silent ballet,
Nature’s wisdom, guiding man’s way.

Seasons change, a cycle so grand,
Man learns to cherish, to understand.
For in nature’s embrace, he finds his place,
A timeless connection, an eternal grace.