It still unfolds the elegance
The art of God, we are blessed
Yellow, orange and the greenery
Teach me Lord, the secret
And the blue sky that matches
To the brown body they adhere
We embrace you mother nature
Your beauty is never questioned
The process of growth and the manner
It's us not blending in, are we?
The meadows lay like sheets
With such a pulchritude
As children of your beauty
We are so much owed to you