In the heart of the whispering woods,
Where shadows dance and secrets dwell,
The creatures weave their ancient tales,
In language only silence tells.

Beneath the canopy of emerald dreams,
The wolf’s howl meets the owl’s gaze,
A symphony of night unfolds,
As stars ignite the velvet haze.

The river hums with gentle grace,
Guiding schools of silver scales,
The bear’s mighty roar echoes through,
In harmony with the nightingale’s tales.

In this realm where magic thrives,
Each creature plays its destined part,
Connected by an unseen thread,
In nature’s grand and timeless art.