Beneath the earth, a whispered tale unfolds,
Of life renewed in humblest forms,
A cycle vast, where secrets softly told,
In shadows deep, where nature norms.

From earth to sky and back again,
The journey of a fleeting trace,
A dance of elements in gentle rain,
Each step a mark of time and space.

Through fields and forests, quietly,
The remnants of a feast gone by,
Nourish roots with silent plea,
To touch the heavens, reaching high.

In humble paths, a truth profound,
That life and death are intertwined,
A whispered song in nature’s sound,
Where humble gifts are redefined.