In the gentle rustle of emerald leaves,
Nature sings her timeless tune,
Beneath the canopy where sunlight weaves,
A dance of shadows in the afternoon.

The river’s murmur, a soothing song,
Carves its path with tender grace,
While birds with melodies sweet and strong,
Fill the air, a sacred space.

The mountains stand with ancient pride,
Guardians of secrets untold,
As the wind whispers, far and wide,
Stories of past, in whispers bold.

In this embrace of earth and sky,
We find a peace, profound and true,
With nature’s beauty, we unify,
In her arms, we are renewed.