Beneath the vast and fading sky,
The whispers of the earth do cry.
Rivers once clear, now run with tears,
As nature’s voice we fail to hear.

Forests once lush, now stand in grief,
Their leaves a testament to belief.
The winds of change blow harsh and cold,
Stories of loss silently told.

Oceans rise with a solemn roar,
Encroaching ever upon the shore.
The balance tilts, the scales unkind,
Leaving a fragile world behind.

Yet within us burns a hopeful flame,
A call to cherish what remains.
Together we can turn the tide,
And stand with nature, side by side.