“In verdant whispers, time suspends its flight,
A dance of light, a lullaby of night.”

Beneath the boughs, a world takes flight,
A whispered song of shade and sun,
Where time dissolves in golden light,
And dreams are woven, one by one.

The branches hum a lullaby,
A tender hymn of earth and sky,
As shadows play in light’s soft sigh,
And stars awake where daylight dies.

Oh, cradle deep in emerald hue,
Where dawn and dusk in silence meet,
A sanctuary, ever new,
For dappled light’s eternal feat.