Beneath the canopy where shadows weave,
A symphony of whispers softly breathe.
Leaves rustle in a dance with the breeze,
As sunlight dapples through ancient trees.
The river sings a melody so clear,
Its waters sparkling like a crystal tear.
Stones worn smooth by the passage of time,
Echo stories in a rhythm sublime.
The fragrance of earth, so rich and deep,
Awakens dreams from their slumbered sleep.
Flowers bloom with colors bold,
Painting the meadow in splashes of gold.
Creatures stir in nature’s embrace,
In the heart of this enchanting place.
A haven where the soul finds rest,
In the gentle morning’s tender caress.