In the heart of an ancient wood, where silence softly sings,
The morning light weaves golden threads through emerald wings.
Whispers of the forest, in the gentle breeze they play,
Dancing with the dawn, in the arms of a new day.

The leaves murmur secrets of ages long past,
In the hush of the canopy, shadows are cast.
Sunlight dapples the forest floor, a mosaic of light,
Guiding the wanderer through the fading night.

Streams of silver laughter, in the brook they flow,
Reflecting the sky’s blush, where the wildflowers grow.
Nature’s symphony unfolds, a melody so sweet,
An orchestra of life, where earth and heaven meet.

As the sun ascends, painting the skies with grace,
The forest awakens, a serene, sacred space.
Embrace the tranquil beauty, let your spirit soar,
In the heart of the woodland, forevermore.