In the quiet whisper of ancient trees,
Their leaves dance to the song of the breeze.
Each root, a story of time’s gentle embrace,
A reminder of nature’s enduring grace.

Beneath the sun’s golden, watchful eye,
The rivers weave tales as they gently sigh.
Carrying dreams of a world renewed,
Where balance and peace are pursued.

Fields of green stretch beyond what we see,
Promising hope and prosperity.
The earth, a canvas of endless hues,
Awaits the touch of those who choose.

To walk with care, to tread with love,
Guided by stars in the sky above.
Together we weave tomorrow’s song,
A world where all can belong.