In the heart of the whispering woods,
Where the leaves tell tales of old,
The wind carries secrets untold,
And the earth cradles life in its folds.

Beneath the canopy’s gentle light,
Shadows dance in a timeless waltz,
Birds sing songs of morning’s grace,
As dawn awakens the forest’s pulse.

Streams weave through the ancient trees,
Their murmurs a soothing lullaby,
Flowers bloom in vibrant hues,
Painting the ground where dreams lie.

Here, in nature’s tender embrace,
Peace flows like a river’s course,
Every breath a gift of life,
Every moment a sacred force.