In the whisper of the morning breeze,
Nature calls to those who heed,
Her songs are ancient, wild, and free,
A tapestry of life, her creed.

The rivers carve their timeless paths,
Through stone and soil, they gently flow,
Man stands in awe of nature’s wrath,
Yet tends the seeds that he will sow.

The forests breathe with silent grace,
Sheltering creatures in their fold,
Man walks beneath their watchful gaze,
In search of stories yet untold.

As sunset paints the sky with fire,
A promise shared by earth and man,
Together they will dream and aspire,
To nurture life, as best they can.