The Forest's Whisper

In the heart of the woods,

Where the trees stand tall and proud,

The forest whispers low.

Its leaves rustle and sway,

With a rhythm that never will fade,

A song only they know.

The light filters through the boughs,

Dappled shadows on the ground.

And peace wraps you in its hold.

The streams run swift and clear,

With the laughter of woodland deer.

And the birds their melodies told.

It's a place where you can be,

With the beauty that surrounds thee.

And the secrets that nature holds.

The forest is alive,

With a spirit that will never die.

And its whisper will always be bold.