In the shade of emerald canopies,
Where sunlight weaves through ancient trees,
The whispering leaves tell tales of yore,
A symphony of green, forevermore.

Roots delve deep in soil’s embrace,
Holding secrets of time and space,
Branches reaching to skies so wide,
In the forest, all worlds collide.

Dew-kissed petals greet the dawn,
As nature’s ballet gracefully is drawn,
In the dance of life, silent yet profound,
Beauty in every leaf, so perfectly found.

Beneath the boughs, where shadows play,
Life thrives in a timeless ballet,
The forest sings its endless tune,
A harmony under the watchful moon.