“peacefulness of trees”

Beneath the gentle arch of emerald leaves,  
Where dappled sunlight dances on the ground,  
A hush of peace the patient woodland weaves—  
In quiet groves, tranquility is found.  

Tall sentinels in chorus, age on age,  
Their branches hush the world’s persistent cries;  
They heal the restless heart, the lion’s rage,  
And paint contentment on the open skies.  

Their whispers, mellowed by a kindly breeze,  
Are lullabies in green—a mother’s song.  
With every breath, the air is put at ease:  
Their silent wisdom scoffs at human wrong.  

So wander here, where ancient roots entwine;  
Within the trees, let peacefulness be thine.

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