As I tread upon this verdant way,
Where Mother Gaia’s whispers softly play,
I feel the pulse of earth beneath my feet,
In every leaf and root, her heart does beat.
The ancient trees, with wisdom etched in bark,
Stand sentinel beneath the heavens’ arc,
Their branches stretch to touch the cosmic light,
In unity with stars that pierce the night.
I gaze above, where constellations gleam,
Each distant spark ignites a timeless dream,
For in their glow, I sense the truth profound:
The universe in silence wraps us round.
From dust of stars, we rise, we breathe, we flow,
A crazy quilt of life, in ebb and glow,
Each atom sings the song of ages past,
In cosmic dance, we find our fates are cast.
We are the echoes of celestial birth,
Fragments of stardust, woven into earth,
Connected deeply, every soul a thread,
In the grand design, where all are fed.
Our real deity, the vast expanse,
In every heartbeat, every fleeting glance,
For we are part of this eternal whole,
Each one a note in the universe’s soul.
So let us walk in harmony and grace,
Embrace the love that time cannot erase,
For in the fabric of existence spun,
We are the many, and we are the one.
