In the heart of the forest, where shadows play,
Lies a symphony of whispers, night and day.
Leaves rustling secrets, ancient and old,
Tales of the earth, in silence told.

Beneath the canopy, where the sunlight weaves,
Patterns of gold through emerald leaves.
The brook hums a melody, gentle and clear,
A song of nature, to all who hear.

Flowers bloom in colors, vibrant and bright,
Painting the meadows with hues of delight.
The air filled with scents, fresh and sweet,
A fragrant embrace, where earth and sky meet.

As twilight descends, the stars awake,
The forest wrapped in a tranquil lake.
Moonbeams dance on the whispering trees,
In the embrace of nature, the soul finds peace.