In the heart of the verdant forest glade,
A peacock struts, his colors laid,
A symphony of hues in the morning light,
Dancing with grace, a breathtaking sight.

His feathers spread like a royal fan,
A canvas of emerald, gold, and cyan,
Each plume a story of beauty untold,
A regal display, both proud and bold.

With every step, the ground he graces,
A dance that echoes in silent spaces,
The forest pauses, its breath held tight,
To witness the peacock’s mesmerizing flight.

In nature’s court, he reigns supreme,
A living jewel in a tranquil dream,
A testament to the wonders of the earth,
In his dance, we find life’s true worth.