In the cradle of the ancient trees,
Where whispers of the wind dance free,
Man finds solace in nature’s embrace,
A gentle touch, a timeless place.
Rivers flowing with stories untold,
Carry secrets in their gentle fold,
Man listens to the murmuring streams,
Lost in the beauty of nature’s dreams.
Mountains stand with unwavering grace,
Guardians of earth’s sacred space,
Man climbs high to touch the sky,
In awe of nature’s vast reply.
The stars above, a guiding light,
Illuminate the silent night,
Man and nature, hand in hand,
Together they journey across the land.