In the heart of the forest, tiny voices sing,
A melody of life, in every wing.
Ants march in rows, a silent parade,
Each step a testament, to plans they’ve made.

Beneath the moon’s soft, silvery light,
Fireflies dance, a luminous sight.
In the hush of night, a cricket’s song,
Tells tales of days, both short and long.

Drops of dew on blades of grass,
Reflect a world where moments pass.
Every leaf, a page in nature’s book,
If we pause, we might take a deeper look.

Life’s grand tapestry, woven fine,
In every small life, a story divine.
From the soil, to the skies above,
Every heartbeat, a testament of love.