Beneath the ancient trees so tall,
Where shadows dance and whispers call,
The elephants in silence roam,
Their hearts as vast as their forest home.

With tusks of ivory, strong and grand,
They wander through the endless land,
In every step, a silent song,
A melody where they belong.

Their eyes reflect a timeless grace,
Stories of an age-old race,
In their gentle, mighty stride,
The secrets of the earth abide.

And as the sun begins to set,
Their silhouettes in twilight met,
Graceful giants in the fading light,
Guardians of the coming night.