In the heart of the forest deep and wide,
Lies a gentle giant with a patient stride.
Through whispered leaves and ancient trees,
The bear moves with a tranquil ease.

In the morning light, with golden hues,
It roams the woods where the dew renews.
A guardian of secrets, old and wise,
With stories written in its solemn eyes.

Amidst the rivers, sparkling and clear,
The bear finds solace, year after year.
In playful streams, it dances free,
A testament to nature’s harmony.

As twilight falls and shadows grow,
The bear retreats where the wildflowers blow.
In dreams, it journeys, far and wide,
Through forests vast, with endless pride.