Beneath the azure sky so wide,
The whispers of the earth abide.
In forests deep and oceans vast,
The stories of the earth are cast.

The gentle rustle of the leaves,
The breath of wind that never grieves.
Mountains stand with ancient grace,
Holding time in their embrace.

Rivers weave their silver thread,
Through valleys where the wild are fed.
Nature’s chorus sings in tune,
Beneath the watchful eye of the moon.

On this day, we pause to see,
The beauty of earth’s tapestry.
To honor, cherish, and protect,
This wondrous world that we respect.