In the gentle cradle of morning’s light,
Rivers whisper secrets to the waking day,
Their silver tongues tracing ancient pathways,
A song of time, in endless sway.
Beneath the gaze of the patient moon,
Oceans dance with an untamed grace,
Waves rise and fall like breaths of giants,
Embracing the shore with a timeless embrace.
In raindrops’ tender, fleeting caress,
The earth drinks deeply of lifeâs sweet song,
Each drop a testament to nature’s promise,
A symphony where we all belong.
Streams weave their tales through fields and valleys,
Threads of life in a tapestry vast,
Water’s journey, eternal and unyielding,
A sacred bond from future to past.