In the gentle whisper of the trees,
A dance of leaves under the sun,
Life breathes in the quiet breeze,
Where every creature finds its run.

The river sings its endless song,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Carving paths both wide and long,
Underneath the watchful sky.

From the buzzing bee to soaring bird,
A tapestry of vibrant hues,
In every rustle, sound is heard,
The world alive with nature’s muse.

Together they weave the earth’s great tale,
A balance held with tender grace,
In every woodland, hill, and dale,
The ecosystem’s warm embrace.