the forest stands tall.
Trees whisper in the breeze,
a gentle call,
A chorus of birds,
a flutter of wings,
A symphony of life,
an orchestra sings.
A gentle brook babbles,
a soothing sound,
Mossy rocks and
wildflowers abound,
The sun peeks through
the branches up high,
The peace of a forest,
a balm to the eye.
In tranquil majesty,
the forest looms,
Where trees sway gracefully,
in nature's blooms.
Melodic notes of birds,
a harmonious all,
Where life's symphony plays,
in its eternal thrall.
A babbling brook,
its whispers softly surround,
Amidst mossy rocks
and wildflowers spellbound.
Sunbeams dance through branches,
reaching the sky,
A forest's serenity,
a feast for the eye.
(Poemify)
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