In the heart of the forest, where the pines whisper low,
A symphony of leaves dances in the glow.
The golden sun dips beyond the horizon’s crest,
Painting the sky with hues of the west.

Beneath the canopy, shadows play and dance,
A tranquil world, nature’s own romance.
Streams of crystal sing a song so clear,
A melody that only the wild can hear.

Mountains stand tall, guardians of the earth,
Silent witnesses to life’s endless rebirth.
Meadows bloom with colors so bright,
A testament to nature’s eternal light.

As twilight falls, stars begin to peek,
A celestial tapestry, timeless and unique.
The night unfolds, serene and deep,
In nature’s embrace, our souls find sleep.