In the gentle rustle of leaves,Where the earth breathes a tender sigh,Love finds its way through ancient trees,Beneath the vast and open sky.The river’s song, a melody pure,Flows with grace, a lover’s embrace,As whispers of the wind assure,In nature’s heart, we find our place.Stars above, a cosmic dance,Guide us through the night’s embrace,In their light, we take a chance,To weave our love with nature’s grace.Mountains stand with timeless pride,Guardians of our secret dreams,In their shadows, love abides,Embraced by nature’s endless schemes.