In the heart of green fields, where the sun gently kisses the earth,
Lies a village, a cradle of simple joys and endless mirth.
The whispers of the breeze through ancient trees,
Sing songs of serenity, setting troubled minds at ease.
Childrenâs laughter echoes through the narrow lanes,
As farmers toil, bringing life to the fertile plains.
The scent of blooming flowers fills the air,
In this haven of peace, free from worldly care.
Under the starlit sky, by the flickering firelight,
Stories are woven, binding hearts tight.
The village, a tapestry of love and kin,
Where every soul finds its place within.
As dawn breaks, painting the horizon gold,
The village awakens, a tale of beauty yet untold.
Here, life flows with a gentle grace,
In this symphony of peace, in natureâs warm embrace.