The green of the earth 
And the blue of the sky; 
The cool, mellow breeze 
That caressingly passes by.

The trilling of the birds
The humming of the bees;
The rustling of the leaves 
In their verdant canopies.

The well-loved paths 
Fringed with emerald grass;
The spring-born butterflies 
Delicately flitting past.

That one beloved companion 
Who matches steps with mine,
Our hearts and minds in harmony
In this precious time.

This surely is my heaven 
My earthly paradise,
Where Nature gently embraces me 
And I kiss her with my eyes.