Amidst the ancient forest’s breath,
Where sunlight dances, shadows play,
The whispers of the woodland winds,
Sing songs of life, both night and day.

In gentle rustle of the leaves,
Secrets of the earth unfold,
A symphony of nature’s grace,
In hues of green and gold.

The rivers weave their silver threads,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Reflecting in their crystal depths,
The ever-changing sky.

Beneath the canopy’s embrace,
A world of wonder thrives unseen,
In every root and every branch,
The spirit of the wild is keen.