Nature's Request

Gracious, people dear, pay attention to my moans

As I murmur mysteries of the skies

Of antiquated intelligence, of failed to remember legend

Of equilibrium lost, and nature's entryway

In backwoods profound, where antiquated trees manage

In seas tremendous, where whales coast with satisfaction

In deserts hot, where prickly plants stand tall

All of us are associated, everyone

The earth is worn out, her injuries run profound

Her future questionable, as her breath keeps

The rhythm of life, in delicate beat

Might we at any point stir? Might we at any point rehash?

Allow us to hold hands, as one step

To recuperate the fractures, and allow nature to flourish inside

Let love and graciousness be our directing light

To save the earth, and make everything right