Beneath the cerulean sky so vast,
The ancient earth tells tales of the past.
Mountains rise, valleys descend,
A timeless dance, where stories blend.
Rivers carve paths through history’s veins,
Carrying whispers of joy and pains.
Forests murmur with leaves so green,
Holding secrets of what has been.
The desert sings with winds so dry,
Echoes of life that once did fly.
Oceans roar with waves so grand,
Guarding treasures of the land.
Stars above watch earth below,
A cosmic ballet in eternal flow.
In every grain of sand, a story’s worth,
In every heart, the soul of earth.