Beneath our feet, a world unseen,
Where roots entwine and dreams convene.
The soil, a cradle, soft and strong,
Whispers lifeâs ancient, endless song.
In layers deep, where secrets lie,
The past and future unify.
A tapestry of earth and clay,
Nurtures life in its gentle sway.
From seeds to trees, the cycle spins,
In soilâs embrace, each life begins.
It holds the rain, the sun, the shade,
In its heart, all growth is made.
Oh soil, the humble, silent friend,
On you, all life will depend.
In your depths, the stories told,
Of lifeâs journey, bold and old.