Amidst the pines and brambles, Where shadows play unfurl, The forest holds its secrets, In twilight’s gentle swirl.
Each leaf is a story, Each brook a verse untold, Nature weaving glory, In green and gold.
- Jānis Akuraters
Amidst the pines and brambles, Where shadows play unfurl, The forest holds its secrets, In twilight’s gentle swirl.
Each leaf is a story, Each brook a verse untold, Nature weaving glory, In green and gold.