Beneath a canopy of emerald green,

Where sunlight filters, dappled and serene,

A woman walks with grace and quiet might,

Beside a tiger, starkly white.

The moss draped trees, their ancient forms,

Whispering secrets, weathered by storms,

A tapestry of life, woven so fine,

Where nature's beauty, forever entwined.

The tiger's eyes, a luminous gleam,

Reflecting wisdom, an ancient dream,

A bond unseen, yet deeply felt,

Two souls connected, a story to be dealt.

The woman's touch, a gentle caress,

Upon the tiger's fur, a silent address,

A language spoken, without a sound,

In the heart of the forest, where peace is found.

They move as one, through the verdant maze,

A symphony of life, in timeless haze.