The Serenity of the Forest

The forest stands tall, with its canopy so green,

A place of serenity, that's hard to glean,

The leaves rustle, with the gentle breeze,

A sight so calming, it's hard to seize.

The serenity of the forest, a world so calm,

A place of peace, that's hard to disarm,

The birds sing, in the morning light,

A sight so delightful, it's hard to sight.

The forest is alive, with all its creatures,

From the smallest insects, to the largest features,

The deer graze, in the dappled shade,

A sight so enchanting, it's hard to evade.

The serenity of the forest, a place of dreams,

A place to wander, and to hear the streams,

The trees reach high, towards the sky,

A sight so grand, it's hard to deny.

The forest is a world, so full of life,

A place to explore, and to forget the strife,

The moon rises, in the starry night,

A place of beauty, that's hard to fight.

The serenity of the forest, a world so pure,

A place of magic, that's hard to obscure,

The trees whisper, with their ancient lore,

A place of wonder, that's hard to ignore.