In the cradle of the ancient earth, where whispers of time unfold,
A symphony of life begins, in stories yet untold.
Beneath the sky’s vast canopy, the oceans sing their song,
And in the heart of forests deep, the echoes linger long.

The mountains stand as sentinels, their peaks kiss the sky,
While rivers carve the valleys, where secrets gently lie.
The flora paints the landscape, in hues of green and gold,
Each leaf, a silent witness, to mysteries of old.

The fauna, wild and wondrous, in harmony they roam,
From deserts dry to arctic cold, each calls this planet home.
The dance of life continues, in cycles never ending,
A fragile, fleeting balance, on nature’s care depending.

Oh, earth, your pulse is steady, your heart beats strong and true,
In every grain of sand, in drops of morning dew.
We tread your paths with reverence, your marvels we embrace,
For in your boundless beauty, we find our sacred place.