In the heart of the forest, where shadows play,
The mighty bear roams, both night and day.
With a grace unseen, it moves with pride,
Through the whispering pines, where secrets hide.

Softly the moonlight caresses its fur,
As the bear wanders, without a stir.
Eyes like amber, deep and wise,
Reflecting the stars in the midnight skies.

Through rivers and streams, it charts its course,
With strength unmatched, a primal force.
Yet in its heart, a tenderness shows,
In the gentle way it moves, the forest knows.

Seasons change, but the bear remains,
A guardian of nature, through sun and rains.
In its silent vigil, it teaches us all,
To respect the wild, and heed its call.