Beneath the ancient canopy, whispers sing,
Of tales entwined where roots and dreams align,
The gentle rustle of leaves, a timeless ring,
In nature’s cradle, man and earth combine.

A river’s course mirrors the heart’s own beat,
With every ripple echoing life’s call,
The mountains stand as guardians, discreet,
While shadows dance upon the forest wall.

The wind carries secrets from beyond the sea,
As stars weave stories in the velvet night,
In this embrace, we find our unity,
Bound by the moon’s soft and silvery light.

Let us walk this path of earth and sky,
As stewards of the world, our spirits blend,
For in this balance, love shall never die,
A sacred bond that time can never end.