In lands where ancient whispers breathe,
Giants roam with gentle grace,
Their shadows dance on earth beneath,
A timeless journey they embrace.
With ivory tusks and wise old eyes,
They carry tales of yesteryears,
Beneath the vast and endless skies,
Their wisdom calms our deepest fears.
Through forests dense and rivers wide,
They tread on paths of sun and shade,
In their embrace, the world confides,
A bond of love that’s never swayed.
Oh, guardians of the ancient lore,
In your presence, hearts find peace,
With every step, we learn much more,
A gentle strength that will not cease.