In the heart of the timeless wood,
Where whispers of the ancients brood,
The leaves dance with the gentle breeze,
Weaving tales beneath the trees.
Mountains cradle the sun’s first light,
Casting shadows in the silent night,
Rivers carve through the earth’s old song,
A melody that flows so strong.
Stars paint dreams across the sky,
As night birds sing their lullaby,
The moon reflects a silver stream,
Guiding wanderers in their dream.
In this realm where time stands still,
Natureâs wonders the soul will fill,
A symphony of life and lore,
An endless journey forevermore.