Through ancient woods where sunlight softly gleams,
I walk beneath the giants’ towering beams.
The whispering leaves and needles form a song,
As shadows dance and guide my steps along.
A rocky outcrop, nature’s fort, I find,
Where ferns cascade in green, their fronds aligned.
Like armored scales upon a dragon’s side,
They cling to stone where time and earth collide.
In quiet awe, I touch this living wall,
A testament to life, both grand and small.