In the gentle rustle of the leaves, her whispers call,
Echoes of timeless tales, in nature’s sacred hall.
With every sunrise kiss, she paints the skies anew,
A canvas of wonder, in shades of dawn’s soft hue.

Rivers weave her stories, in currents pure and free,
Carving paths of wisdom, flowing towards the sea.
Mountains stand as guardians, ancient and serene,
Holding secrets of the earth, in valleys lush and green.

Beneath the twilight’s veil, stars adorn her night,
A celestial symphony, in silver beams of light.
Moonlight dances softly, on meadows bathed in dew,
A lullaby of peace, beneath the midnight blue.

Oh, Mother Nature, with your eternal embrace,
Teach us to cherish, this world we must not deface.
In your grace, we find solace, a sanctuary true,
For in your heart, we are bound, forever and through.