In the embrace of ancient trees, she stands tall,
Whispering secrets of time, to one and all,
Her rivers flow with stories untold,
A treasure of life, in her arms we behold.

Mountains rise like sentinels, proud and grand,
Guardians of the land, sculpted by her hand,
The skies above, her vast canopy,
A canvas of dreams, painted in serenity.

Fields of gold and forests green,
Her beauty pure, a sight unseen,
In every flower, in every stone,
Mother Earth speaks, in a voice of her own.

Oh, Mother Earth, our eternal guide,
With every breath, we’re by your side,
In your embrace, we find our worth,
Nurtured by the love of Mother Earth.