In the heart of the whispering woods, where shadows dance with light,
The trees sway to nature’s tune, a symphony of night.
Leaves rustle with ancient tales, sung by the evening breeze,
A melody of timeless grace that puts the soul at ease.

The moonlight spills on forest floor, painting silver streams,
While owls call in cryptic tones, weaving through our dreams.
Each star above, a silent note in this celestial choir,
Guiding us through nature’s path, with whispers to inspire.

The river flows with gentle hum, a lullaby so sweet,
Stones and pebbles play their part, beneath our wandering feet.
The scent of pine and earthy musk fills the tranquil air,
A reminder of the world’s embrace, so tender and so fair.

As dawn breaks through the leafy veil, a new song starts to play,
Birds awaken, chirping tunes to greet the break of day.
Nature’s orchestra unfurls, in every leaf and stream,
A testament to life’s pure grace, in every waking dream.