In the heart of the whispering woods,
Where light dances through emerald leaves,
The symphony of nature unfolds,
In melodies the soul believes.

Gentle streams weave tales untold,
Murmuring secrets to ancient stones,
While the breeze carries the scent of old,
A world where the wild spirit roams.

Sunlight dapples the forest floor,
Painting patterns of gold and shade,
A canvas of life forevermore,
In this serene, untouched glade.

Here, time pauses in its gentle stride,
Among the trees where dreams reside,
The forest whispers, a guide, a friend,
In nature’s embrace, we find the end.