Nature, in her boundless grace,
Withstands the test of time and space,
The seasons come and go,
And still she doth her beauty show.
The hills and dales, the rocks and rills,
The sun and moon, the daffodils,
All speak of Nature’s grand design,
Unfazed by man’s small, fleeting time.
The clouds may gather, storms may rage,
But Nature’s beauty doth not age,
For she is wild and free,
And in her wisdom, she shall be.
So let not man in his conceit,
Believe that he can change her feat,
For Nature’s laws are strong and true,
And will prevail, forever anew.