In the cradle of the cosmos, she spins alone,
A jewel in the vastness, lifeâs only known home.
Her oceans sing with whispers of ancient lore,
Her forests breathe with the promise of more.
Mountains rise, guardians of timeâs embrace,
Valleys cradle secrets in their gentle grace.
Rivers carve paths with a patient, flowing hand,
Deserts dance to the rhythm of shifting sand.
Her heart beats in the pulse of the living seas,
Her voice echoes in the rustle of leaves and trees.
Stars watch over her, distant and bright,
As she spins in the velvet tapestry of night.
Earth, unique in her wondrous, diverse embrace,
A tapestry woven with threads of time and space.
She calls to us, her children, to cherish and defend,
This singular planet, a home without end.