In the gentle embrace of dawn’s first light,
Where the whisper of leaves tells tales untold,
Nature sings softly, in the quiet night,
A symphony of wonder, vast and bold.

Her quill danced with the winds, tracing the sky,
Capturing the wild heart of the meadow,
With every word, she lets the earth’s soul fly,
Finding grace where shadows softly echo.

Beneath the canopy, where dreams take flight,
The rivers carve their stories in the stone,
In Mary’s eyes, the simple joys ignite,
A world where every creature finds a home.

Oh, to walk with her through the fields of green,
To see the world through her poetic gaze,
Discovering beauty in the unseen,
In nature’s arms, we find our hearts ablaze.