Heart of a Country Side Revision

In the heart of the countryside, There's a meadow that's untamed and wide, Where the mountain frames melt and the skies are blue, And the clouds whisper secrets, just for you. The sun shines through the forest abyss, Glimmering rays of enchanting bliss, And the fragrance of spring is carried on the breeze, As the wildflowers sway with the trees. A verdant land where life thrives, And the rolling hills come alive, With hues of jasmines, daisies and more, A palette of colors that you can adore. Butterflies fluttering with their graceful wings, Birdsongs chirping; delightful offerings, And the hummingbirds, in midair they hover, Sipping nectar from the flowers they discover. At the meadow's edge is a pond where the frogs play, And the ducks swim in the stream, all day, Where the water trickles down, splashing against the rocks, And life's grace and beauty, nature unlocks. Latent in the meadow, the heart of the land, Where peace, beauty, and love are always at hand, With the countryside's soul, you can unite and be, And feel at home with this paradise that's wild and free.