George Gordon Byron - Wings of Nature

A bird upon the wing does soar, Its song resounds upon the air, In every note, a mind can explore, As life dances here without a care.

The trees that stretch to touch the sun, Stand tall against the azure sky; Their whispers tell of battles won, In silence, they loom, and none deny.

So let me wander through these woods, And feel the beauty wrap around; For in this space, my heart intrudes, And in its grasp, forever found!