In the quiet of the morning’s light,
When dew kisses the earth so slight,
Man stands in awe of nature’s grace,
A timeless dance, a warm embrace.

Beneath the canopy of ancient trees,
Where whispers ride the gentle breeze,
The harmony of life unfolds,
A story of beauty, never old.

Rivers carve the land’s own heart,
As man and nature play their part,
In cycles endless, seasons turn,
Lessons of balance, we must learn.

Stars above in silent nights,
Guiding dreams with their soft light,
Nature and man, a single breath,
Together in life, together in death.