In the heart of the forest, where the sunlight weaves,
Through the canopy of leaves, the spirit breathes,
A symphony of chirps and rustling trees,
Natureâs embrace, a tender breeze.
Mountains stand tall, kissed by the morning light,
Their shadows dance, a silent night,
Rivers carve paths, in their endless flight,
Whispers of nature, a pure delight.
Fields of gold, where wildflowers bloom,
Under the endless sky, they banish gloom,
Butterflies flutter, in their colorful costume,
Creating a scene, a natural room.
Oceans vast, where waves caress the shore,
Their eternal dance, a timeless lore,
Seashells sing songs, of tales before,
In the lap of nature, we forever explore.