Colours streak like graceful leviathans

Making the air shimmer with its sheer beauty

Stars wink at the gazer far below,

Who watches them shine in the endless void,

Clouds swirl above the drifting continents,

With oceans and seas spilling between them,

Birds sore high overhead,

Singing to the beauty of a new dawn,

A breeze rustles through the trees,

As I think to myself, Earth,

This is my world,

This is my home.