The world always changes
and constantly rearranges.
From the depths of the deep blue sea
to the highest mountain peak.

The fresh green grass
soft on my rough feet.
Covers the hill from top to toe
waiting for a breeze
to set them free.

The crystal blue water
glistens in the sun
as ships that once sailed the seven seas
are left there to rest in peace.

The mountain peaks
the highest point to seek.
Watches the world from dusk to dawn,
to rise and set
and bring the world to life again.

This isn't the world we truly see,
It's the world mother nature sees.
Mother nature wears the colours of the spirits!