In the heart of the forest deep, Where secrets linger and shadows creep, I wander through the ancient trees, Swaying gently in the evening breeze.

The brook sings softly, a lullaby, To weary travelers passing by. A world untouched, so pure, divine, In every corner, nature’s design.

Oh, take me back to the wild unknown, In the peace of the woods, I have grown. For in this place, I find my soul, As the earth and sky together console.

• Juliusz Słowacki