Beneath the canopy of a swaying grove, Where sunlight dapples and shadows play, I find solace in the whispering leaves, In the songs of the wild, I long to stay.

Each petal a story, each branch a song, In the heart of the forest, I feel so alive; Nature sings in harmony, a timeless refrain, In its loving embrace, I forever thrive.

• Sigbjørn Obstfelder