Amidst the trees where shadows play,
The sun weaves gold through leaves that sway.
A symphony of rustling leaves,
In nature’s arms, my soul believes.

Rivers murmur secrets old,
As mountains stand so calm and bold.
The sky a canvas, vast and wide,
Where clouds like dreams in silence glide.

Flowers bloom in vibrant hues,
Each petal kissed by morning’s dews.
The earth beneath, a gentle bed,
Where whispers of the past are said.

In every breath, a story told,
Of nature’s beauty, pure and bold.
A timeless dance of earth and sky,
Where hearts find peace and spirits fly.