Baskadia

In the early hours, nature stirs

As glistening dew adorns the leaves

A whispering breeze, through trees it whirs

And melodies of birds it weaves The sky above, a canvas fair Painted with hues of rose and gold

A masterwork, beyond compare That never fails to touch the soul

The river flows, a silken stream

Winding through the countryside

Reflecting heaven's vibrant gleam

And earth's enchanting beauty wide

The mountains rise, majestic, grand

With proud peaks towering towards the skies

Nature's power, a steadfast hand

Creating wonders before our eyes

Here I stand, in reverence all

A witness to this beauty rare Life's gift, a precious, blessed call

To cherish and protect with care.