Whispers Through the Trees

"The Morning in the Jungle" 🌿

It was early morning in the jungle. A soft golden light slowly spread across the treetops, and dew-covered grass sparkled like tiny pearls as the first rays of the sun touched them. Behind the distant hills, a red-orange sun was rising gently, like a sleepy child waking up.

In the heart of the jungle, there was a small lake. On its banks lived Nimo, a little rabbit who always woke up before everyone else. He loved the early morning. When the world was still asleep, the forest whispered its secrets — the rustling of leaves, the first chirps of birds, and the gentle song of flowing water.
That morning, Nimo sat quietly by the lake, watching the sun rise. Suddenly, he noticed Mita, a bright blue bird, fluttering on a nearby branch.

“Good morning, Nimo!” chirped Mita.
“Good morning! Isn’t it the most beautiful time of the day?” Nimo replied with a smile.

Together, they watched the jungle come to life — monkeys swinging playfully from trees, deer sipping water at the lake, and the sky filling with colorful birds.