In the heart of the woods, where the light softly treads,
Nature hums her sweet lullabies, in green beds.
The brook's gentle babble, the rustle of leaves,
In every small wonder, her beauty weaves.
A dance of shadows and sunlight on the ground,
A symphony of silence, profound.
Here, the world feels anew, reborn,
In the embrace of dawn, the dusk, and the morn.