In the whispering woods where shadows play,
Beneath the ancient trees so tall and grey,
The gentle breeze carries secrets untold,
In nature’s arms, mysteries unfold.

Leaves rustle softly in the calming night,
Stars peek through branches with silver light,
Moonlit paths guide the wanderer’s way,
In quietude, the forest spirits sway.

The scent of pine and earth fills the air,
A symphony of life beyond compare,
In every rustle, every gentle sigh,
The essence of the wild draws nigh.

Time stands still in this sacred place,
Where the heart finds peace and gentle grace,
Nature’s embrace, a timeless hymn,
In the silent forest, the soul begins to brim.