In the heart of the ancient woods, where whispers roam,
Silver leaves dance beneath the moon’s gentle glow.
Silent echoes of time, a forgotten tome,
Nature’s symphony in a seamless flow.

The streams sing softly, a lullaby to the night,
Crickets play their tune in harmonious delight.
Stars twinkle above, casting dreams in their flight,
A celestial tapestry woven in silver light.

The winds carry secrets from distant lands,
Caressing the earth with gentle hands.
Trees sway in a timeless, rhythmic dance,
A testament to life’s eternal expanse.

In this sacred grove, where time stands still,
Nature’s beauty whispers of an ancient will.
A world untouched, where souls find their fill,
In the embrace of the forest, hearts forever thrill.