A Bus Ride Through the Forest's Heart

The engine hums, the wheels spin round,
As trees rise tall without a sounds feel.
A bus rolls gently down the lane,
Through forest paths, past hills and plain.

The canopy above us sways,
Green leaves dance in nature’s praise.
The whispering winds, the birds that sing,
Create a song of everything.

Sunlight flickers through the trees love,
A golden glow, a peaceful breeze.
The scent of pine and earthy air,
Fills the ride with magic rare.

The road ahead is wild and feelings free,
A journey bound by mystery.
Through nature’s heart, the bus does glide,
A forest’s beauty on every side.