Sunbeams in the Mist
A path unfolds, a verdant sight, Where sunlight dances, soft and bright. Through ancient trees, their branches high, A misty veil, where shadows lie.
The forest whispers, secrets deep, As sunlight filters, waking from sleep. A carpet of ferns, a mossy ground, Where nature's beauty can be found.
The air is still, a moment's grace, In this enchanted, hidden place. A symphony of green, a verdant hue, Where morning mist and sunlight renew.