Eternal Echoes

Amidst the tapestry of stars and dreams,
Where nature's melody softly gleams,
We delve into a world profound,
Where humanity and nature are bound.

Oceans stretch in vast embrace,
A canvas of life, a sacred space,
From depths unknown to shores afar,
The heart of Earth, a shining star.

Upon this stage, life's ballet unfolds,

I and coral reefs, a tale untold,
Where colors dance beneath the waves,
A symphony of grace that nature craves.

Forests rise with ancient might,
A refuge of wisdom, a haven of light,
Their emerald whispers, secrets share,
Of resilience, strength, and love so rare.

Majestic mountains touch the sky,
Where eagles soar and clouds drift by,
A metaphor for challenges faced,
Yet steadfast, they stand, never erased.

In meadows kissed by gentle sun,
Life's tapestry is artfully spun,
From buzzing bees to flowers' bloom,
A fragile balance, a sacred room.

Cascading waterfalls, a song of power,
In liquid threads, life's grace they shower,
A reminder that time will flow,
Yet nature's rhythm, eternal, aglow.

As poets, we dip our pens in streams,
Ink flowing like a river's dreams,
We craft our verses with reverence true,
To honor the Earth, in all we do.

In each stanza, a plea for change,
A call to heal, to rearrange,
Our lives, our ways, our consuming pace,
To protect this home, this sacred space.

For as we write with ink so green,
We forge a bond, a timeless scene,
A testament to Earth's embrace,
A pledge for future's hopeful grace.

Let these words ignite the fire,
A call to action, a burning desire,
To cherish, protect, and preserve,
The wonders of Earth, for all to observe.

So let our verses echo wide,
A symphony of Earth's undying pride,
In this treasury of thought and art,
We'll sow the seeds for a brand new start.

-Khushi Kaul