The beauty before us knows no bounds,

for it is finding what's not yet found,

the mountains know no limit and the oceans know not of a boundry line,

the stars glance off moonlit waters while destinies dance and intertwine,

the waters mirror a golden sunrise,

the cicadas sing their everlasting lullabies,

the beauty before us glows in hearts,

shaping the world as it's work of art,

the song of the nightingale,

calls another to prevail,

the glory of a meadow overgrown,

can light the dark of the unknown,

in the heart of one breathes love,

it causes another to look above,

every wave and every breeze,

plays a part in beauty's seas,

the beauty before us knows no bounds,

for it lives and breathes all around.