In the depths of the forest, life softly breathes,
Beneath the canopy where sunlight weaves.
Roots embrace the earth in a gentle grasp,
A silent testimony to nature’s clasp.

Rivers carve paths through ancient stone,
A flowing lineage where secrets are sown.
Echoes of creatures in the cool, dense air,
In this vast tapestry, all life shares.

The dance of pollinators, a delicate art,
In fields of color, each plays a part.
From seed to bloom, a cycle unfolds,
Stories of survival silently told.

In the heart of the wild, a symphony rings,
The pulse of life in the smallest of things.
With every heartbeat, the world renews,
In the language of biology, life ensues.