In the heart of green, where trees stand tall,
Whispers of the forest, a timeless call.
Leaves rustle, a symphony in the breeze,
Nature's poetry woven through the trees.
Canopies of emerald, a sheltered embrace,
Sunlight dances, in a soft, dappled grace.
Mysteries linger in the shadows deep,
Where ancient secrets in silence sleep.
Creatures of the wild, in a delicate ballet,
Through ferns and moss, they find their way.
A tapestry of life, a vibrant blend,
In the sacred groves where dreams descend.
Rivers serenade with a gentle hum,
As they wind and weave, their course begun.
Eternal guardians, the towering wood,
In their presence, a sense of something good.
Forests breathe life, a sanctuary rare,
Where nature's essence fills the air.
In this realm of green, so pure and free,
A whispered ode to the woods and mystery.
