In the morning’s gentle embrace,
The forest whispers tales untold,
Where sunlight weaves through emerald lace,
And secrets of the earth unfold.

Leaves dance in the tender breeze,
A symphony of rustling song,
Nature’s choir among the trees,
Where every note feels right, belongs.

The river hums its ancient tune,
Caressing stones with soft caress,
Reflecting skies of afternoon,
In tranquil waves that soothe and bless.

Here, time is but a fleeting guest,
In nature’s realm of peace profound,
Where weary souls find gentle rest,
Amidst the beauty all around.