Respect the hush of morning dew,
Soft light dancing on blades anew.
Gratitude hums in songbird’s flight,
A harmony woven through soft light.
Truth flows like rivers carving stone,
Silent, steady, forever known.
Honor stands like ancient trees,
Rooted deep with quiet ease.
Incredulity clouds the sky,
Yet wild winds teach us to fly.
Leaves whisper secrets as they fall,
Nature’s truths speak clear to all.
Respect the frost on trembling grass,
Gratitude in shadows cast.
Truth is found in open skies,
Honor gleams in eagle’s eyes.
Incredulity fades to dawn,
When night surrenders, light is drawn.
Nature’s voice is soft and clear,
A vow of love we hold dear.
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