In the cradle of dawn where whispers alight,
Mother Earth cradles the world in her embrace,
Her breath the breeze, her tears the gentle rain,
We walk her paths, a dance of time and grace.

Beneath the ancient canopy, where shadows play,
Her heart beats as rivers through valleys wide,
In the rustle of leaves, her secrets softly sway,
She holds our dreams in the ebb and flow of tide.

Her mountains stand as guardians of the land,
Silent witnesses to the ages as they pass,
In her soil, the seeds of tomorrow’s promised hand,
A testament of resilience, nature’s vast compass.

Yet, in her beauty, a plea to all who roam,
To cherish the gift of her endless bounty,
For Mother Earth, our only home,
Awaits our love, our care, our harmony.