O Sun, how do you burn?,
O River how do you flow?,
As if with rage coming forth,
The winds caused harshly to blow,
Intertwined with life itself,
The moon does shine down,
Upon the earth and all,
Illuminating the world 'round,
Gravity; master of the planet,
Sends power to the surface,
Like a magnet to the core,
Giving the ground it's sole purpose,
The skies being as a ceiling,
To shelter our natural place,
To be as a peacemaker,
Between earth and space.
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