In the heart of the forest, where shadows dance,
Creatures big and small find their chance,
To sing the songs of ancient lore,
In a world where wonders are never a bore.

The lion roars with regal might,
Underneath the moon’s gentle light,
His kingdom vast, his spirit free,
A symbol of nature’s raw decree.

Birds take flight in a grand ballet,
Their colors painting the break of day,
With melodies that fill the skies,
Echoes of life that never die.

Beneath the waves, the dolphins play,
In ocean’s depths, they find their way,
Through realms of blue, they twist and glide,
In the embrace of the endless tide.