In the cradle of dawn’s first light,
The whispers of the wind take flight,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Beneath the vast, unending sky.

The rivers dance with gleaming grace,
Reflecting life’s eternal pace,
The trees, they sway in soft embrace,
In nature’s arms, we find our place.

The fields of green, the skies so blue,
A tapestry of vibrant hue,
Each leaf, each bloom, a story told,
In nature’s heart, our dreams unfold.

As seasons change and time goes by,
We learn to laugh, we learn to cry,
In nature’s dance, we see our strife,
The endless cycle, nature and life.