Whispers of Nature

The golden sun greets the dawn,

Painting skies with colors bright,

Dewdrops glisten on the lawn,

Stars surrender to the light.
Rivers sing through ancient stone,

Forests breathe with quiet grace,

Every seed that's ever sown,

Finds its own sacred place.
Mountains wear their crowns of snow,

Oceans roar with timeless might,

Flowers bloom where soft winds blow,

Turning darkness into light.
In every leaf, in every tree,

In every wave that meets the shore,

Nature whispers — wild and free —

"There is beauty, evermore."