In whispers soft, the morning wakes,
Sun's gentle kiss, the earth it takes.
Colors bloom in skies of blue,
A canvas vast, a world anew.
Birdsong dances in the air,
Nature's symphony, oh so rare.
Leaves rustle in the breeze's call,
Tales untold, secrets small.
Mountains stand with pride and grace,
Guardians of an ancient place.
Rivers flow, a winding thread,
Life's endless journey, forward led.
In every moment, beauty thrives,
In quiet joys and buzzing hives.
Nature's poem, forever told,
In whispers grand, in stories old.
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