In the whispering wind and rustling leaves,
Man finds solace, the heart relieves,
Nature’s embrace, a gentle touch,
In silent moments, it means so much.

Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
Man and nature find their home,
Together they waltz in timeless grace,
In nature’s arms, man finds his place.

From mountains high to valleys low,
The bond between them continues to grow,
Rivers carve their ancient song,
Man and nature, where they belong.

With every sunrise and twilight’s hue,
The connection deepens, ever true,
A dance eternal, forever new,
In nature’s heart, man’s spirit flew.