Beneath the sky’s vast, azure dome,
Lie treasures of the earthen loam.
From forests deep to oceans wide,
Nature’s gifts in us confide.

Rivers carve their timeless path,
Mountains stand in silent wrath.
Fields of green and deserts dry,
All under the watchful sky.

The wind that whispers through the trees,
The buzzing hum of busy bees.
Gold and silver, oil and coal,
Each resource plays its vital role.

So let us cherish, guard, and keep,
The treasures in the soil deep.
For future’s sake, let’s wisely use,
Nature’s gifts we can’t abuse.