In the heart of the ancient woods,
Where sunlight dances on the streams,
The whispers of the forest speak,
In gentle, timeless dreams.

The leaves rustle in secret songs,
A melody of the earth’s embrace,
Where every tree and every stone
Holds stories time cannot erase.

Beneath the canopy’s woven shade,
The cool breeze carries tales untold,
Of rain-kissed mornings and moonlit nights,
And mysteries of the days of old.

Here, in nature’s quiet embrace,
The soul finds peace, the heart finds rest,
Amidst the whispers of the forest,
Where every breath is nature’s best.