Beneath the azure sky, she breathes anew,
With whispers of the wind through ancient trees.
Her rivers sing a melody so true,
A symphony of life upon the breeze.

In valleys deep and mountains towering high,
Her beauty spreads in hues of green and gold.
The flowers bloom, the birds begin to fly,
A tale of nature’s wonders to unfold.

She cradles every creature in her arms,
From mighty beasts to smallest living things.
Her gentle touch, her ever-present charms,
A nurturing embrace that comfort brings.

Yet heed her call, for she is growing weary,
Her patience tested by the hands of man.
Protect her heart, her spirit ever cheery,
And treasure all the gifts within her span.