I stand with feet bare,
toes curled deep
In emerald grass,
where ancient secrets sleep
The earth beneath me whispers low and sweet
Echoes of eons past,
in mystic repeat

The thunderstorm awakens,
wild and free
A primal cry that shakes the tree
Electric drums beat out a savage rhyme
As heaven's fury pours,
and rain lashes in time

The wind stirs,
rustling leaves in gentle hue
A soothing melody,
both old and new
Through branches swaying,
it whispers my name
As I breathe in the scent of wet earth's claim

My toes drink in the dew,
and feel the ground
A pulsing heartbeat,
where life is found
In every blade of grass,
a story's told
Of seasons come and gone,
of life unfold

I listen close,
as earth's echoes resound
A symphony of life,
in all its forms unbound
The thunderstorm's fierce cry,
the wind's soft sigh
In harmony they blend,
as I touch the sky

With feet on earth,
and soul set free
I am one with nature's wild ecstasy.