Beneath the azure sky, we plant the seeds,
In hopes they’ll grow into mighty trees,
With branches wide and leaves like wings,
A testament to the life nature brings.

The soil embraces each tender root,
As sun and rain bestow their fruit,
And tender shoots rise tall and free,
A promise of what’s yet to be.

In time, these saplings will stand tall,
A sheltering home for creatures small,
Their rustling leaves sing songs so sweet,
A melody where earth and heaven meet.

So let us plant with loving hand,
To heal and nurture this precious land,
For every tree a future bright,
A beacon of hope, a guiding light.