The Silent Symphony of Nature

Beneath a canopy of emerald green,
A wanderer treads where few have been.
The forest whispers in a voice so low,
A melody the heart must learn to know.

The rustling leaves in a soft ballet,
Swaying gently where sunbeams play.
Each step unveils a hidden tune,
A serenade for the afternoon.

The birds converse in sweet refrain,
Their lilting notes a pure domain.
The bubbling brook, a silver thread,
Sings a hymn as it forges ahead.

No maestro guides this tranquil band,
Yet harmony reigns, wild yet planned.
Each note, a life; each sound, a soul,
Together forming nature’s whole.

Oh, silent symphony, vast and free,
A timeless ode to eternity.
In your embrace, I find my part,
Your music playing within my heart.

- Khushi Kaul