In the hush of dawn, I tread softly,
Through the emerald canopy,
Leaves whisper secrets of time,
As sunlight dances on the dew-kissed path.

The symphony of birds awakens,
Each note a testament to life’s rhythm,
Streams giggle, meandering gently,
Weaving tales of ancient wisdom.

Mossy stones tell stories,
Of travelers who once wandered,
Through this tranquil, sacred grove,
Where nature’s heart beats ever so slowly.

With every step, I find solace,
In the embrace of this verdant sanctuary,
Walking in nature’s embrace,
I am whole, I am free, I am home.