In the heart of the tranquil forest deep,
Where ancient trees their secrets keep,
The whispers of the leaves begin to sing,
A lullaby of nature in the spring.

The river dances over stones so bright,
Reflecting the sun’s warm, golden light,
A melody of water, soft and clear,
Echoes in the woods for all to hear.

The mountains stand with grace and pride,
Silhouettes against the evening tide,
Their peaks kiss clouds in the azure sky,
Watching over valleys where dreams lie.

As twilight wraps the earth in gentle hues,
The stars awaken, painting celestial views,
In this serene embrace of night and day,
Nature’s beauty whispers, come what may.