In whispers of the morning breeze,
Nature speaks to those who listen,
A symphony of rustling leaves,
A call to hearts that glisten.

The rivers flow with ancient tales,
Of life and love entwined,
In every drop, a story sails,
Of unity defined.

Mountains stand in silent grace,
Guardians of the sky,
Their peaks a serene, sacred space,
Where dreams and spirits fly.

Man and nature, hand in hand,
A dance of give and take,
Together they forever stand,
A bond no force can break.