Vita Sapien Music

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Silent stewards, guardians wise
In their presence, hope will rise
With every breath, they play their part
Connecting sea to nature’s heart

 Plankton in the sky, painting clouds so white,
Reflecting sunlight, keeping Earth’s warmth right.  But the oceans warm, and the acid rains,
Plankton fade, and the Earth feels the pain. 

Mycelium threads, weaving below, Connecting the roots where the forests grow. Fungi of wisdom, silent and sly, In your hidden work, the forest will thrive.

 Lichen of stone, lichen of tree, Ancient symbiosis, wild and free. Guardian of air, soil’s quiet kin, In your survival, the world begins. 

Young workers craft their golden wax,
Building combs in careful stacks.
Pollinating the food we share,
A living planet’s tender care.

Macro, micro, nano-plastic, Saturated biosphere, the threat is drastic. Oceans cry, the forests ache, The balance tips; it’s time to wake. 

  From melting ice to waters fresh,
The AMOC faces nature’s test.
Salty veins now strained and weak,
A tipping point, the brink we seek.

The land on which we live is turning to the sea, Thermal expansion, the cost of what we can't foresee. Insurance climbs and the shoreline fades, As the West Antarctic ice sheets break.

Offshore wind farms spin the breeze,
A farm of solar between the trees.
Tidal waves rise, their currents flow,
Geothermal heat from depths below.

  Rise up, rise up, for Gya’s call,
A living planet, a fight for all.
With courage burning, we take our stand,
Defenders of Earth, united hand in hand.

The Verdant Age, our birthright true,
A planet whole, the skies anew.
For Gya’s health, we stand as one,
A journey starts where work is done.

No gods above, no heavens high
We look to Earth, the soil, the sky
Gya speaks in every tree
Her wisdom guides humanity