In the heart of the forest, where the wildflowers bloom,
The whispering winds weave a sweet, soothing tune.
Beneath the tall trees, in their ancient embrace,
The world feels at peace, in this sacred place.
The rivers they dance, over pebbles they glide,
Reflecting the sky, like a mirror so wide.
Birds sing in chorus, a melody pure,
Natureâs own orchestra, timeless and sure.
The mountains stand guard, majestic and grand,
Their peaks touch the heavens, where the eagles land.
With valleys so verdant, and meadows so fair,
Every breath that I take, fills with sweet, fresh air.
As dusk gently falls, painting skies with its hue,
Stars start to twinkle, in the evening’s debut.
In nature’s embrace, I find solace and peace,
The symphony of life, never ceases to please.