In the heart of the ancient forest, where whispers dwell,
The trees stand tall, guardians with stories to tell.
Their roots deep set in the earth’s embrace,
A silent testament to nature’s grace.

Rivers flow with a gentle hum, life-giving streams,
Reflecting the sun’s golden beams.
They carve paths through valleys and hills,
Nourishing fields, fulfilling nature’s wills.

Beneath the soil, treasures lie untold,
Riches of minerals, diamonds, and gold.
But with every gift, a responsibility bears,
To cherish and protect the earth that cares.

The winds sing songs of wisdom and might,
Carrying seeds to lands out of sight.
In every breath, the world renews its force,
A cycle of life, an endless source.