Whispering Woods

In woods that whisper secrets sweet,

Where ancient trees and shadows meet,

A symphony of leaves takes flight,

A soft refrain in fading light.

Through rustling boughs, the wind does weave,

A lullaby for those who believe,

In magic found in every sound,

In hidden wonders all around.

With footsteps hushed on mossy ground,

The world's true heartbeat can be found,

In quiet moments, nature speaks,

And through its language, wisdom leaks.