The Bears

In the forests and mountains, where the trees tower high,

There are creatures of power, that make us stop and sigh,

The bears, so strong, so mighty and grand,

In their world of solitude, that we can barely understand.

With fur that shimmers, in the light of the moon,

They move through the forest, like a peaceful tune,

Their strength, like no other, their power, a sight to behold,

As they roam through the wilderness, so free and so bold.

They stand on their hind legs, with a fierce gaze,

A display of strength, that can leave you in a daze,

And for a moment, you feel their power and might,

As they move through their world, in the dead of night.

The bears, a symbol of strength and resilience,

A reminder to us, of our own inner brilliance,

In a world that is harsh, and full of noise,

Where the bears roam, with their silent poise.

So if you ever feel lost, or in need of a guide,

Just think of the bears, and their quiet stride,

And let their strength and solitude, fill your heart and your soul,

Like the forest that surrounds them, and its endless goal.