In the cradle of dawn, where sunlight first kisses the dew,
Mother Earth awakens, her breath a gentle breeze
Through valleys and peaks, her whispers echo true,
A symphony of seasons, a dance beneath the trees.

Her rivers carve stories in the landscape’s embrace,
With every ripple, a tale of time unfolds
Mountains stand tall, guardians of her grace,
In their shadows, secrets of ancient days are told.

Beneath the canopy, where life and light entwine,
Flora and fauna thrive in her nurturing care
Each leaf a testament to her design,
A masterpiece of balance, delicate and rare.

As twilight descends, painting skies in hues of gold,
Stars emerge, her celestial jewelry bright
In her arms, we find a love untold,
Mother Earth, our sanctuary, our guiding light.