In the heart of emerald dreams,
Where sunlight dances on gentle streams,
The whispering woods breathe life anew,
Painting skies with a vibrant hue.
Leaves rustle with a tender grace,
Swaying in nature’s sweet embrace,
Birds sing tales of ancient lore,
Echoing through the forest floor.
The river hums a tranquil tune,
Guiding the path beneath the moon,
Stars twinkle in the velvet night,
Guardians of this sacred light.
Amidst the trees, a silence speaks,
A symphony of peaks and creeks,
Nature’s poetry, fierce yet kind,
A timeless bond that frees the mind.