Rays of Renewal : The Song of A Sustainable Earth

Rays of Renewal: The Song of a Sustainable Earth
(by Jyoti Verma)

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Rebuild, and Reform the world,
Radiate, Revive, and Reshape to Relume and Reward the world.
Rise, reawaken, rekindle the sleeping green,
Return to roots where the balance had been.
Rustle of leaves whisper wisdom’s call,
Rainbows of promise must glisten for all.
Rivers remember their crystal song,
Reefs recall where the corals belong.
Ruins of greed lie scattered afar,
Reflections remind who we truly are.
Restore the soil, let the forests respire,
Replant lost dreams, rekindle desire.
Rescue each river, each droplet, each tree,
Respect the rhythm of life’s melody.
Recycle our thoughts, rebuild our mind,
Reform the habits that left us blind.
Relume the lanterns of love and care,
Revive compassion that’s fading rare.
Renew our purpose, refine our art,
Recreate the Earth with a conscious heart.
Rustic winds hum songs of old,
Roots embrace secrets untold.
Radiance returns where hearts reform,
Righteous resolve becomes the norm.
Realign, reshape, reimagine the sphere,
Reclaim the planet we hold so dear.
Rivers of responsibility run deep,
Reflections of reason softly weep.
Rise, oh humans, recall your role,
Regain the rhythm, repair the whole.
Rebuild not towers, but trees that rise,
Rejoice in stars that crown our skies.
Relume the hope in every soul,
Recreate the dream — make the world whole.

 SECTION II —

The Wounded Earth 
 expressing her pain :

I was once robed in emerald hue,
My breath was dawn, my tears were dew.
Mountains guarded my silver hair,
And oceans shimmered beyond compare.
I cradled children in forests’ fold,
My rivers whispered stories untold.
But greed grew roots where kindness slept,
And wounds appeared where rivers wept.
The mines were mirrors of endless need,
The soil was stripped to feed the greed.
Machines devoured my gentle song,
The cities rose — but hearts went wrong.
My glaciers groaned, my poles grew weak,
My clouds forgot the rains they seek.
The coral cried in colours faint,
The air grew thick with human taint.
Plastic petals replaced the rose,
The bee forgot where nectar grows.
Birds lost maps in the smoky sky,
And forests fell with a silent cry.
I watched in grief yet dared not blame,
For man forgot — and I remain.
Still, deep within my molten core,
A mother’s love began to roar.
“I shall not perish,” I softly swore,
“My pulse is strong, my soul will soar.
But I need hearts that feel again,
Hands that heal, not cause me pain.”
So I call my children, young and wise,
Lift your gaze and empathize.
Reform your thought, release your might,
Reweave the bond with nature’s light.
For every leaf and grain of sand,
Still holds the warmth of human hand.
Return, repair, and let me bloom —
Before your greed becomes my tomb.

SECTION III —

THE HUMAN REALIZATION
Where humankind awakens to its mistake and pledges change

I. The Awakening
The skies stood still, the seas sighed low,
Smoke curled into silence, no more glow.
Ashes whispered stories of forgotten green,
Of meadows lost, of what had been.

Realize, Reflect, Repent, — the whispers said,
Count the tears the rivers shed.
The soil, once singing, now softly cried,
Its fragrance faded, its promise denied.
We gazed at glaciers — melting mirrors wide,
Saw our own faces — nowhere to hide.
Our cities gleamed, yet hearts were dim,
The light of progress looked suddenly grim.

II. The Reckoning
We, the restless race of reason and reach,
Had lessons no prophet needed to teach.
Recount, Regret, Repair, — the wind’s refrain,
Echoed through the forests, through fields of pain.

We mined the veins of mountains old,
Traded breath for bars of gold.
Once we worshiped speed, now seek pause,
To heal the Earth, not rewrite her laws.

Children asked, with eyes too wise,
“Why did you burn the blue of skies?”
We bowed our heads, we met their gaze,
Vowed to rebuild in brighter ways.
Our pride dissolved in streams of care,
We breathed the truth, laid bare and rare.
No one else to blame, no unseen hand,
Only us — and this living land.
III. The Renewal
Then rose a rhythm, tender yet strong,
A pulse of peace, a planet’s song.
Rekindle, Restore, Reimagine, Rejoice,
The Earth replied, in her ageless voice.

Saplings sprouted where sorrow lay,
Children danced where drought held sway.
The rivers hummed their silver tune,
The Earth wore sunlight like a boon.

We sowed compassion, reaped pure air,
Shared our riches, learned to care.
No greed, no grasp, just grateful hands,
Healing hearts and broken lands.
Reborn was reason, refined by love,
Guided by stars and skies above.
We spoke in colors, not in creed,
Planting promise, not blind speed.
Regrow, Relearn, Reawaken, Renew,
The mantra of millions — clear, true.
Human and Earth, once torn apart,
Now stitched again by a wiser heart.
IV. The Resonance
Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Rebuild, Reform —
Now echoed gently, a sacred norm.
No longer slogans, but soulful song,
Guiding right what once went wrong.
The oceans smiled, the forests swayed,
Harmony hummed where havoc played.
We rose redeemed, resolved, reborn,
A new Earth cradled in the dawn.
Restore, Reclaim, Revive, Revere,
The Earth is home — our purpose clear.
Let every heart, in rhythm, chime:
“To save the world is to save mankind.”

Section IV —

Planet’s Promise
Resilient roots reknit the earth’s embrace,
Rivers reclaim their radiant grace.
Rainbows rise where ruins slept,
Renewed resolve the heavens kept.
Ridges once ravaged now ripple with green,
Rustling reeds restore what has been.
Raindrops rejoice, in rhythm they play,
Reviving the pulse of each passing day.

Realms reborn in radiant hue,
Rivers remember the sky once blue.
Rays of renewal reach reef and rock,
Restoring balance where tempests knock.

Realm of reason replaces greed,
Respect revives the planet’s creed.
Rural hands reap, not raze, the soil,
Rewarded by nature for honest toil.

Relics of ruin remain as reminders,
Resonant records for wiser finders.
Rising generations, radiant and aware,
Revere the realm they choose to repair.
Rejoice, O! Earth, in rhythmic rhyme,
Reclaimed, reformed through healing time.
Rays of renewal, relentless, bright—
Reshape the world with promised light!

Section V —

Reverence and Resolve
Revere the roots, the rivers, the rains,
Remember the pain, the planet’s refrains—
Now rise, reborn, from reckless past,
Rekindle the promise meant to last.
Hands once hardened by greed and gain,
Reach now to heal, to hold, to sustain.
Eyes once clouded with endless desire,
Reflect Earth’s glow, her sacred fire.
In the hush of dawn, the heart declares,
“We are one breath, one prayer, one care.”
From seed to star, from soil to soul,
The circle completes, the species made whole.
Rivers recite their rhythmic grace,
Forests forgive the human race.
Winds whisper wisdom long ignored,
“Guard what you love—restore the adored.”
No crown, no conquest, no fleeting fame,
Outshines the pulse of Earth’s pure flame.
Together we vow—no more divide,
Planet and people, side by side.
Relearn, respect, renew, revive,
Through reverence, keep our dream alive.
Let every footstep, firm and free,
Echo Earth’s eternal plea.
Resolve, humanity—rise and defend,
The rhythm of life that shall not end.
For in your care, creation thrives—
In your promise, the planet survives.
And so we seal this sacred chord,
With humble hearts and hopeful word:
“From roots to realms, from rain to ray,
Earth and humankind—one path, one 

Reduce, Reuse, Rebuild, Reform —
Rays of Renewal rise and transform.
Revive the world with heart and hand,
Restore the rhythm of sea and sand.
Revere, Reflect, Reclaim, Relive —
The Earth returns what we choose to give.
Together we vow, forever sworn —
Rays of Renewal — Reborn!

Jyoti Verma