Not in gold or gems we find,
But in the breath of earth, aligned.
In every leaf, each flowing stream,
In waking hours and silent dreams.
The earth, a heartbeat strong and true,
Where life’s rich colors blend and grew.
From soaring hawk to rooted fern,
In every corner, life will turn.
Yet we, consumed by fleeting gain,
Ignore the loss, ignore the pain.
But life endures beyond our grasp,
A treasure we can’t hold, just clasp.
If we protect the pulse of earth,
We'll find our wealth in nature’s worth.
The soil, the skies, the oceans deep,
A treasure we must vow to keep.
So let us honor, let us see,
That life itself is liberty.
A gift that asks no price or plea,
A treasure born eternally.
But in the breath of earth, aligned.
In every leaf, each flowing stream,
In waking hours and silent dreams.
The earth, a heartbeat strong and true,
Where life’s rich colors blend and grew.
From soaring hawk to rooted fern,
In every corner, life will turn.
Yet we, consumed by fleeting gain,
Ignore the loss, ignore the pain.
But life endures beyond our grasp,
A treasure we can’t hold, just clasp.
If we protect the pulse of earth,
We'll find our wealth in nature’s worth.
The soil, the skies, the oceans deep,
A treasure we must vow to keep.
So let us honor, let us see,
That life itself is liberty.
A gift that asks no price or plea,
A treasure born eternally.