As the sun rises in the distant horizon,
Light peaks throught the lush foliage of the wood,
Everything slowly awakens, and millions of things spur to life,
Sparrows sing their melodies, and deer dart throught the tall, wild grass,

Trees tower above you like giants five times your size,
Plants and bushes engulf you in their kingdom of green,
The call of a wolf echoes throughtout the depths of the forest,

You stand alone, in a world of life so big and vast,
So small in all the things that make Mother Nature,
Everything together,
In a place we call the woods,

In the afternoon, a vibrant warmth seeps throughout the forest
Great burly grizzlies bathe in the coolness of the lake,
Woodpeckers tediously nail through the rough bark to search for lunch,
While coffee-colored rabbits hide from the heat in their deep, earthy burrows,

When night sets in, the wood begins to hush, like a baby being put to sleep,
The sounds of the animals gently cease,
As the buzzing and humming of insects come to a soft silence,
The moon takes its throne as ruler of the night sky...