Beneath the azure sky so vast,
The whispers of the earth are cast.
A gentle plea from nature’s core,
To mend the wounds we’ve long ignored.

The forests sigh, the oceans weep,
In shadows dark, our promises sleep.
Yet hope remains, in every leaf,
A chance to bind this worldly grief.

The glaciers melt, the deserts grow,
In silent screams, their sorrows show.
But in the hands of humankind,
Lies power to heal, to seek, to find.

So let us rise, with hearts aligned,
To cherish earth, with love entwined.
For in each breath, and every tree,
Our future blooms, if we decree.