In the hushed embrace of the ancient trees,
Where sunlight dances through emerald leaves,
A gentle whisper rides the morning breeze,
A song of life, the earth’s heart believes.

Streams weave stories in their crystal flow,
Reflecting skies in their tranquil gaze,
Each ripple sings of lands they know,
Of mountains, valleys, and sunlit days.

The flowers bloom with colors bold,
A tapestry of nature’s art,
Their petals soft, their stories told,
In every scent, a fragrant start.

Beneath the stars, the night ignites,
With whispers of the world at rest,
Nature’s lullaby, the soul’s delight,
In her embrace, we find our quest.