In the heart of the forest, where shadows dance,
Beneath the verdant canopy’s embrace,
Creatures roam in a timeless trance,
Their secret lives a whispered grace.

The lion’s roar, a thunderous decree,
Echoes through the savannah’s golden sea,
Majestic and fierce, yet tender and free,
A symbol of nature’s raw decree.

Beneath the ocean’s turquoise gleam,
Dolphins play in a glittering stream,
Their joy and laughter, a shared dream,
Of freedom in the watery realm supreme.

In the silent night, the owl’s soft flight,
Glides through the dark with silent might,
Guardians of the moon’s pale light,
Creatures of the night, hidden from sight.