In the heart of the forest, where sunlight plays,
The trees stand tall, in their ancient ways.
They dance with the wind, in a gentle embrace,
Whispering secrets of time and space.
The brook laughs softly, over stones it flows,
Tickling the roots where the wildflower grows.
It sings a song of journeys untold,
Of mountains conquered and stories old.
The moonlight weaves through leaf and limb,
Casting shadows that sway and swim.
The forest breathes with a life of its own,
In this enchanted world, where dreams are sown.
The stars blink down, from their celestial choir,
As the night wraps the earth in its tender attire.
Nature’s voice echoes in the stillness profound,
A symphony of silence, where peace is found.