In the heart of a whispering wood,
The trees stand tall with tales untold,
Their leaves dance in a gentle mood,
As secrets of time unfold.

The river sings to the moon’s glow,
In melodies soft and sweet,
Its waters weave stories in flow,
Where earth and sky gently meet.

Mountains hold stories in their heart,
Silent guardians of ancient lore,
Their peaks where dreams take part,
In echoes forevermore.

The wind carries whispers of old,
Breathing life into every fold,
Nature’s symphony, brave and bold,
A timeless tale to behold.