In the gentle sway of emerald leaves,
The forest sings a timeless tune,
A symphony of whispers and sighs,
Beneath the watchful gaze of the moon.

The river flows with secrets untold,
Its waters glisten in the sun’s embrace,
Carving paths through ancient stones,
In nature’s ever-changing face.

Mountains stand in stoic grace,
Guardians of the sky and land,
Their peaks crowned with clouds and snow,
A testament to time’s steadfast hand.

In fields of flowers wild and free,
Bees hum their gentle melody,
A vibrant dance of life and color,
In nature’s grand tapestry.