In the cradle of the dawn’s gentle light,
Earth awakens with whispers of the night.
Her forests stretch, in emerald embrace,
As rivers carve paths with enduring grace.

Beneath the azure sky, her mountains rise,
Guardians of secrets, with ancient eyes.
The winds sing songs of forgotten lore,
Across the sands of time, to every shore.

Her oceans dance to the moon’s soft call,
Tides weaving tales of love, one and all.
In the heart of the earth, life finds a way,
A symphony of creation, night and day.

Yet beneath her beauty, a quiet plea,
To cherish and protect, her legacy.
For every leaf, and every stone,
Is a part of her, a part of our own.