In the whispering leaves of ancient trees,
The secrets of the earth are softly spun.
Man walks a path of wonder and unease,
As nature’s heart and human soul are one.

The rivers carve their stories in the stone,
Their currents sing a song of time and grace.
In every drop, a memory is shown,
Of man’s embrace within nature’s embrace.

The mountains stand as guardians of the sky,
Their peaks a testament to timeless might.
Man climbs and dreams, and learns to wonder why,
His spirit soars towards the infinite.

The stars above, a map of endless night,
Guide weary souls through paths both old and new.
Man and nature, bound by sacred light,
Forever in a dance, both wild and true.