Nature's eyes, they see the heart
Of man, a work of art
A canvas painted by the breeze
A sculpture molded by the trees
The heart, it beats with every step
A symphony, a rhythm kept
A symphony of life and light
A symphony that's pure and bright
Nature's eyes, they see the pain
The struggles, the love, the strain
They see the beauty in the dark
And guide us through the wildest park
The heart of man, it's in the eyes
Of nature, where truth never lies
And in her gaze, we find our way
To live, to love, to play
So let us listen to the beat
Of our hearts, and nature's sweet
And let us see the beauty there
In the eyes of nature, everywhere.
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