In the heart of the verdant grove,
Where sunlight weaves its golden lace,
Whispers of leaves in gentle grace,
Tell tales of earth and skies above.

Roots embrace the ancient soil,
Silent strength beneath our feet,
In patience, they weave their quiet toil,
Binding worlds where earth and sky meet.

Petals dance in the morning light,
A symphony of hues unfurls,
Nature’s palette, bold and bright,
In every blossom, a secret world.

Beneath the canopy of dreams,
Where time is but a fleeting guest,
The spirit of the forest gleams,
In every leaf, a song of rest.