“Halo of Earth”

A halo glows in heaven’s dome,

Above the Earth, our fragile home,

The sun — a sentinel so bright,

Bathes us in its ageless light.

Beneath the glow, the world turns slow,

Where oceans breathe and forests grow,

Mountains rise like whispered prayers,

And clouds drift soft through sky’s own stairs.

A golden ring, so pure, divine,

Encircles stars in silent sign—

As if the cosmos knelt in grace,

To bless the blue and green embrace.

From galaxy’s vast, timeless span,

No jewel is carved so fine as man;

Yet here we float in sacred trust,

With soil and sea, with wind and dust.

The Earth looks up—a child in awe,

Its pulse aligned with nature’s law,

While heaven crowns it with a flame,

A quiet hymn, without a name.

O ring of light, O silent flame,

Protect this sphere from pride and shame.

For every breath and beating heart,

Is bound to Earth, and not apart.

So let us rise, and let us vow,

To honor what this scene shows now—

That even stars, in vastest sky,

Watch over us with sacred eye.