Beneath the canopy of emerald leaves,
Whispers of the wind play a gentle tune,
Dancing shadows cast by the sun’s rays,
A tranquil world in afternoon’s embrace.

Streams weave tales of time in crystal clear,
Reflecting skies of azure, pure and bright,
Mountain peaks adorned with snowy crowns,
Stand tall, guardians of the twilight.

The scent of pine and blooming flowers blend,
Creating melodies of fragrant air,
Birds sing songs that echo through the woods,
A chorus that alleviates all despair.

As twilight fades to night’s celestial veil,
Stars ignite the sky with diamond light,
Nature’s beauty in its purest form,
A serene symphony that enchants the night.