Her warm embrace graces life,
Her gentle whispers calms chaos,
She Loves unconditionally, she gives life, heals and shelters all.
Whether treated bad, she forgives, continues to bloom and love more.
Her beauty makes her mysterious and wonderous.
One glance at her in chaotic moments, her comfort comes without expecting gifts in return,
Her affection is priceless.
She is the Mother to all.
Creation says she was the first to be made before Men.
Her presence is Life.
Oh glorious Mother Nature!
Your Love is Endless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem