Amidst the whispering woods so green,
I hear the music of nature's serene.
The rustling leaves and swaying trees,
Compose a symphony that puts my mind at ease.
The babbling brook and chirping birds,
Add to the melody with their gentle words.
The fluttering butterfly and buzzing bees,
Join the chorus with their symphonic keys.
The scent of wildflowers and fresh earth,
Permeates the air with its fragrant worth.
The dancing shadows and dappled light,
Create a canvas of nature's delight.
As I stroll through this majestic scene,
I feel my soul renewed and serene.
The whispering woods, my peaceful retreat,
Nature's symphony, a song so sweet.
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