In the cradle of dawn, where sunlight weaves,
A tapestry of gold among the leaves,
The rivers sing a song of endless birth,
A gentle hymn of life upon the earth.

Beneath the boughs where ancient forests stand,
The silent strength of nature’s guiding hand,
In every stone and every grain of sand,
Lies the promise of a world so grand.

The wind that dances through the fields of grain,
Whispers secrets of the sun and rain,
And every drop of dew that graces morn,
Carries the weight of life yet to be born.

Oceans vast, with depths yet unexplored,
Harbor treasures where dreams are stored,
In the ebb and flow of the tidal sway,
Nature’s bounty unfolds every day.