In fields where dreams are sown and reaped,
The whispers of growth rise and fall,
A symphony of endless life,
A dance of numbers, large and small.

From village lanes to urban sprawl,
The world expands with every breath,
New faces join the human call,
With hopes and fears, with life and death.

The rivers of time flow ever on,
Carrying souls on currents strong,
Each heartbeat marks the passage of,
A story told in human song.

But with this growth comes weight to bear,
The earth beneath our feet does strain,
We must tread lightly, learn to share,
To honor life and ease the pain.