Nature: origin

The rich entity of nature’s soulful echo
Whispers through the trees of our time
It runs through the rivers of our ancestors
Weaving amongst the grass that we travel across,
Teaching

Supported by time, supporting a voyage
A voyage that we take, through nature’s echo
The echo that defines eternity
The eternity created by the entity of our precious, diverse nature

The lush leaves that fall from evergreen trees
The grey flowers, withering in the sharp winter
The creatures that loom in the dark depths of the night
This is our origin

Our origin from the breeze, the trees,
The flowers that bloom in spring
And we can try all we want to
Exclude ourselves from our roots,
But the rich entity of all nature’s whisper
Will always be our origin
Our origin that whispers in plead for priority