In the whispering woods, where shadows dance,
A gentle breeze carries the earth’s romance.
Leaves murmur secrets to the listening sky,
As man finds solace where the wild things lie.

Rivers carve tales through ancient stone,
Singing of journeys they’ve silently known.
Man bends to drink, the coolness a grace,
Feeling the pulse of nature’s embrace.

Beneath the canopy, where sunlight weaves,
Man and nature find what each believes.
The call of the wild, a timeless song,
Reminding him where his roots belong.

Stars ignite the night, a celestial guide,
Echoing the bond that cannot be denied.
In each breath, the connection deepens,
A reminder that in nature, man’s spirit awakens.