The morning dew on silent leaves,
A symphony the dawnlight weaves.
Golden rays through branches dance,
In nature’s arms, a sweet romance.
The river hums a lullaby,
Clouds drift lazy ‘cross the sky.
Mountains stand in hushed embrace,
Time moves slow in nature’s grace.
The flowers bloom in hues so bright,
A canvas kissed by morning light.
The wind hums soft, the meadows sway,
A gentle touch, a fleeting stay.
So walk with care, oh wandering soul,
For nature sings to make you whole.
Listen close, embrace her song,
In her arms, you do belong.
