In the heart of the whispering forest,
The trees stand tall with stories untold,
Their leaves dance in the gentle breeze,
Sharing secrets of ages old.
The river sings a melody sweet,
Its waters hum a lullaby,
Cradling stones in its gentle arms,
Reflecting the azure sky.
Mountains wear their misty crowns,
Standing guard with silent grace,
Clouds weave dreams in their shadows,
In this tranquil, sacred place.
The sun paints the earth in golden hues,
As day turns into nightâs embrace,
Nature whispers its timeless song,
In a symphony of endless space.