In the cradle of the ancient woods,
Where leaves dance to the breath of wind,
The whispers of nature speak softly,
Secrets of time, untold and infinite.
Beneath the canopy of stars alight,
Rivers weave tales of distant lands,
Stones hold echoes of forgotten dreams,
As moonlight paints the earth in silver hues.
The symphony of night serenades the soul,
With the call of owls and rustle of leaves,
Each note a reminder of life’s gentle flow,
A harmony that binds the earth and sky.
In the quietude of nature’s embrace,
Hearts find solace, spirits find peace,
For in the wild, untouched and pure,
Lies the essence of life, eternal and true.