In their eyes, a world untold, a soul pure and bold.
In the stillness of dawn, their silhouettes a timeless sight.
In the calm of the fields, the gentle giants roam.
Grazing gracefully, painting the green canvas with peace.
Through seasons they thrive, steadfast in their gentle might.
A bond unspoken, between man and beast, in fields of green.
Their presence, a reminder of nature's simple elegance.
Whispers of wisdom in every moo, a language of the serene.
The gentle patter of hooves, a rhythm of the earth's heart.