In Murree's hills, where beauty lies supreme,
Nature unfolds her splendors like a dream.
Soft breezes whisper through the tall green trees,
And sunlight paints a picture oh so please.
Majestic cliffs embrace the rolling slopes,
As if they guard the stories, hopes, and hopes.
Each step reveals a wonder to behold,
Where nature's wonders are gracefully untold.
A symphony of colors enchants the sight,
With flowers bloom amidst the soft twilight.
The air is filled with sweet, enchanting smells,
From rhododendron petals to fragrant bells.
Clouds dance amidst the peaks and dip down low,
Caressing valleys where rivers gently flow.
The murmuring streams add melody so kind,
A rhythm that's forever in their mind.
Paths through meadows lead to secret nooks,
Where silence dwells and nature truly books.
A sense of wonder, awe, and calm descends,
A place where souls are healed, peace transcends.
Murree's hills, haven of tranquility grand,
Where hearts find solace in this enchanting land.
The practor penned these words, expressing a bond,
A tribute to hills beyond what eyes respond.