Our Nature, 

Our World. 

The birds and the bees, 

The statue-like elegant trees. 

 

The farmlands and flat plains, 

The ever-changing climate and torrential rain. 

The mountains stand as ancient kings, 

The early morning sunlight shrieks and sings. 

 

The rays of light cause unreal glare, 

The silhouettes in the distance make me stop and stare. 

The river creek so steadily flowing, 

The wind howls, fiercely blowing. 

  

In the desert the snakes slither and explore, 

The cockatoos and kingfishers elegantly soar. 

The still water shines and glistens, 

The bird chirps so beautiful, we stop and listen. 

Our Nature, 

Our World.