In an empty park so quiet and still,
Where the song of birds is the only thrill,
The peaceful calm soothes the weary soul,
In nature’s embrace, we find our true goal.
The trees reach high towards the azure sky,
Their branches swaying as the breezes fly,
A symphony of nature’s tranquil grace,
In this empty park, a perfect hiding place.
The sun shines down with its warm embrace,
Casting golden rays on the peaceful space,
The gentle rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze,
A moment of tranquility, a moment to seize.
In the distance, the birds sing their song,
A melody of peace, serene and strong,
The empty park is a haven of peace,
Where all our worries and troubles cease.