Beneath the canopy of ancient trees,
Where sunlight filters through leaves unseen,
The whispers of the woods, a gentle breeze,
Embrace the dawn’s silent serene.

The brook’s soft murmur, a lullaby,
As birds awaken with songs so sweet,
Nature’s symphony beneath the sky,
In harmony, where earth and heaven meet.

The mossy ground, a velvet green,
Cradles the footsteps of wandering deer,
In this sacred place, so pure and clean,
Where the heart finds solace, free from fear.

As twilight kisses the day goodbye,
Stars adorn the night, a celestial art,
The whispering woods, a lullaby,
Forever etched in the soul’s deepest part.