The birds in the forest today
Woken up since the arrival of dawn,
As through the clouds the sun makes it way
Are singing a melodious song.

The bright little ball of fire
In the vast sky ablaze in red,
Struggles to climb up higher
While bidding farewell to the night now dead.

There is sunlight in the forest today
Sifting through the tall trees,
It smoothly shifts like water waves
Crushing all darkness beneath.

The dreaming forest wakes up
The new scent of today it breathes,
Sounds now come from the forest’s rucks
Of the creatures until now asleep.

But as time ticks away
The bright summer light retreats,
And hence go the vivid sun rays
Leaving in the sky orange glows and streaks.

Below the horizon sun rays slip again
Leaving their last trace,
And now comes the grey dusk light to change
The forest’s bustling daylight face…