In the heart of the emerald woods, where shadows gently play,
A realm of dreams unfolds at the end of the day.
Moonbeams dance on leaves, weaving tales untold,
A symphony of whispers in a world of gold.

The ancient trees stand tall, guardians of time,
Echoes of magic linger, in a mystical rhyme.
Stars above twinkle, casting spells of light,
Guiding lost wanderers through the velvet night.

Fairies flutter softly, with wings of gossamer light,
Their laughter fills the air, a melody of delight.
Rivers of silver flow, singing songs of lore,
In this enchanted haven, where hearts can soar.

The night embraces all, in its gentle, soothing arms,
A sanctuary of wonders, untouched by worldly harms.
Dreams take flight on the breeze, in this mystical retreat,
Where the soul finds peace, and the heart’s rhythm beats.