In the rustling leaves, a secret song lies,
Whispered by the wind through the trees so high.
The babbling brook, with its gentle reprise,
Echoes the melody under the sky.
The flowers bloom in colors so bright,
Dancing to the tune of the morning light.
Bees hum along in their tireless flight,
Adding their notes to the day’s delight.
Mountains stand tall, silent yet profound,
Their stones and peaks, a timeless sound.
Birds in the air, in circles they bound,
Harmonizing with the earth all around.
As the sun sets, casting shadows long,
Nature’s lullaby, a soothing song.
Stars emerge, the nightâs gentle throng,
Singing the symphony where we all belong.