Dappled Light Under the canopy where sunlight falls, A mosaic of shadows, the soft forest calls. Leaves flutter gently, a whispering choir, Nature’s own heartbeat, a pulsing desire.

Here in the dappled light, tranquility reigns, Each moment a treasure that stillness contains. Lost in this haven, time ceases to flee, In the arms of the forest, I am truly free.

• Alexei Kruchyonykh