In the heart of ancient woods, whispers call,
Leaves rustle secrets of time untold,
Sunlight dances through branches tall,
A tapestry of green and gold unfolds.

Beneath the canopy, shadows play,
Stories of the past in silence speak,
Roots intertwine in a hidden ballet,
Guardians of mysteries, profound and deep.

The song of the breeze among the trees,
Echoes of dreams in the twilight’s glow,
Nature’s symphony, a gentle tease,
Awakening spirits from long ago.

In the embrace of the forest’s might,
Souls find solace, a tranquil retreat,
In the sacred dance of day and night,
The woods’ eternal heartbeat, steady and sweet.