Earth's Breath: Hot With Fatigue

Beneath the blazing sun's relentless glare,

Upon this weary land, Earth's breath lies bare,

Hot with fatigue, the parched earth sighs,

As searing winds dance 'neath the endless skies.

In arid deserts, where the sands stretch far,

Where mirages taunt like distant stars,

The land is scorched, the soil lies cracked,

Earth's breath, a whispered plea, in shadows stacked.

The creatures seek the shade's cool embrace,

As fiery rays the land's life efface,

Yet in this struggle, a spirit thrives,

For Earth's breath, in resilience, still survives.

The rivers trickle, mere threads of life,

Their once-mighty flow now touched by strife,

Yet in the streams' soft murmuring sound,

Hope echoes faintly, longing to rebound.

In vast savannas, once green and lush,

The heat persists, the grass is reduced to mush,

Yet 'midst of the heat's oppressive reign,

Earth's breath, an ember, fights not to wane.

In forest realms, where flames have danced,

And embers smoulder, their spirits entranced,

Earth's breath, though weary, whispers strongly,

A plea for healing, for a world so wrong.

Oh, may we listen to the land's lament,

Its cries for care, its wish to reinvent,

For in our hands lies the sacred key,

To soothe Earth's breath, and set its spirit free.

With every choice, with every deed,

We hold the power to plant the seed,

To nurture hope, bring forth change,

And mend the wounds that seem so strange.

Let's join as one, for Earth's embrace,

Embody love, let compassion trace,

Through every corner of our being,

To heal, protect, and start the freeing.

For even as Earth's breath seems hot with fatigue,

Let love and action rekindle the intrigue,

To mend the world, make darkness flee,

And let Earth's breath breathe pure and free.