Beneath the azure skies, whispers of change,
The earth trembles with a silent plea,
Rivers dance to an altered tune,
While trees murmur tales of what used to be.

Once vibrant forests now wear a shroud,
A cloak of uncertainty in the warming glow,
Creatures wander in search of solace,
As ice melts into streams that flow.

The winds carry stories of distant lands,
Where deserts expand and oceans rise,
A delicate balance is slowly tipping,
Under the weight of our own demise.

Yet hope lingers in the heart of the earth,
In the hands of those who choose to care,
Together we mend the broken threads,
A tapestry of life, tender and rare.