Far From the Madding Crowd

Far from the madding crowd, I seek solace, In the serene embrace of nature's solace. Where the gentle breeze whispers through the trees, And the sun's soft rays dance on the shimmering seas. Far from the madding crowd, I find my peace, In the tranquil symphony of nature's sweet release. Where the birds sing their melodies so clear, And the flowers bloom in vibrant cheer. Far from the madding crowd, my soul takes flight, In the boundless expanse of day and night. Where the stars twinkle like diamonds in the sky, And the moon casts its silvery glow from on high.