Beneath the azure sky, she breathes,
In rhythms of the winds, her whispers weave,
The ancient soil, a canvas vast,
With lifeâs eternal dance, a spell she casts.
Her mountains stand, in silent grace,
Guardians of time, in their sacred place,
Rivers carve, her stories deep,
Through valleys wide, where secrets sleep.
In forests dense, her heart does beat,
Each leaf and branch, a tale replete,
Creatures roam, in harmonyâs embrace,
In her warm arms, they find their space.
O Mother Earth, with love profound,
In every grain, your gifts are found,
We honor you, with humble tone,
For in your care, we are never alone.