Beneath the canopy of ancient trees,
Where sunlight dances through gentle leaves,
The whispers of the forest breathe,
In harmony with the morning’s breeze.
Rivers carve their timeless tales,
Across stones worn by years untold,
The water sings in soft cascades,
Secrets of worlds that nature holds.
The mountains stand in silent grace,
Guardians of skies and earthly dreams,
Their peaks touch clouds with tender embrace,
Painting horizons with golden beams.
As twilight drapes its velvet cloak,
Stars awaken in the vast expanse,
Nature’s lullaby gently spoke,
Inviting hearts to join the dance.