Whispers of Nature

The morning sun paints skies of gold,
On gentle winds, soft stories told.
Rivers sing with endless grace,
Mountains guard the sacred place.

Trees stand tall with arms so wide,
Sheltering life they hold inside.
The flowers bloom, the meadows gleam,
Nature lives in every dream.

Beneath the stars, the night is deep,
The earth in quiet breathes its sleep.
Oh timeless world, so pure, so true,
My heart belongs to all of you.