In the heart of the forest, where shadows dance,
A chorus of creatures begins to prance.
From the rustling leaves to the chirping birds,
Nature’s orchestra, without spoken words.

The wolves howl under the moon’s soft gleam,
While owls hoot, lost in a midnight dream.
Beneath the canopy, the deer tread light,
Their eyes aglow with the stars’ bright light.

In the river’s flow, the fish weave tales,
As the beaver builds with its mighty nails.
The symphony grows with each passing breeze,
A testament to life’s harmonies with ease.

As dawn breaks, the animals retreat,
Their whispers fade, but their hearts meet.
In the wild’s embrace, they find their place,
A timeless dance in nature’s grace.