In the quiet whisper of the trees,
Lies a reverence none can see,
The gentle bow of nature’s grace,
A silent nod to life’s embrace.
Among the stars that softly glow,
Resides a world we strive to know,
Each twinkle speaks of stories old,
Respect inscribed in tales untold.
The river flows with tender might,
Respecting lands both left and right,
A gentle course that honors all,
Embracing earth, both great and small.
In hearts that beat with quiet care,
Resides a love respectful, rare,
For in its warmth, we find our way,
A guiding light through night and day.