Beneath the vast and endless skies,
The earth sings its ageless tune,
Mountains rise with whispered sighs,
Bathed in the light of the silver moon.

Rivers carve their timeless paths,
Through valleys deep and forests old,
Bearing stories of nature’s math,
In currents strong and waters cold.

Fields of green and deserts wide,
Hold secrets of life in silent grace,
Each grain of sand, a tale inside,
Of time’s embrace and endless space.

In every leaf and every stone,
The earth’s deep voice calls us near,
To remember that we’re not alone,
And cherish all we hold most dear.