In the whisper of the rustling leaves,
A secret language softly speaks,
Connecting souls with roots and streams,
Where every heartbeat gently seeks.

The mountains stand, a silent guide,
Echoing tales of ancient lore,
Through winding paths and valleys wide,
They call us back to nature’s core.

The ocean’s roar, the river’s song,
A symphony of wild embrace,
Binding man where he belongs,
In nature’s warm, eternal space.

And as the stars adorn the night,
A gentle reminder from above,
That in nature’s arms, we find our light,
In harmony, our deepest love.