Beneath the canopy of ancient trees, her whispers call,
In the rustling leaves, in the rivers’ gentle fall.
A tapestry of life, woven with care,
Each thread a testament to a love beyond compare.

Mountains rise, their peaks kissing the sky,
Valleys cradle life, where wildflowers lie.
Her breath, a breeze that dances through the night,
Painting the dawn with hues of golden light.

Oceans roar with her timeless song,
Waves embrace the shore, where we belong.
She nurtures us with her endless grace,
In every corner of this sacred space.

As stewards of her boundless gift,
We must protect, cherish, and uplift.
For Mother Earth, with boundless love,
Is a treasure sent from the heavens above.