The Symphony of The Earth

By Afrin Sultana

Upon the canvas of this earth so grand,

The landscapes sing their silent symphony.

Each hill and valley, river, sea and sand,

A masterpiece of nature’s harmony.

From rolling fields of emerald green,

To towering mountains capped with snow,

The beauty of this world is rarely seen,

By those too busy to pause and know.

The forests whisper secrets to the wind,

Their ancient tales of life and death untold.

The rivers flow, their currents intertwined,

A dance of strength and grace, so bold.

In deserts vast, where solitude does reign,

The golden sands stretch out to meet the sky.

A barren beauty, harsh and yet not vain,

A place of silence where the winds do sigh.

The oceans vast, where endless blue does call,

A realm of wonder and of mystery.

A thousand creatures great and small,

Make their home beneath the endless sea.

And in the cities, where the concrete creeps,

The beauty of the landscapes can be found.

In parks and gardens, where the spirit sleeps,

The peace of nature’s touch does here abound.

So let us not forget the beauty rare,

Of landscapes vast and small, both near and far.

For in their presence we can find, somewhere,

A glimpse of heaven’s grace, a guiding star.

By Afrin Sultana