In the forest's heart, they play their part, With a pecking sound, they’re nature’s art. Lives a woodpecker’s rhythm, sweet, Drumming on trees, nature's heartbeat. Woodpecker tapping on the sturdy bark, Searching for secrets, igniting the spark. With a beak so strong, and a spirit so free, In the dance of life, they sing with glee. Echoes resonating through the ancient trees, Each rhythmic knock whispers in the breeze. Oh, let the echoes fill the air, In nature's song, there's love to share, Colors ablaze, in the morning light, Patterns of wonder, a beautiful sight. Red, black, and white, they flaunt their grace, In the vibrant forest, they find their place. Echoes resonating through the ancient trees, Each rhythmic knock whispers in the breeze. Oh, let the echoes fill the air, In nature's song, there's love to share, Guardians of balance, they hold the key, Creating the spaces for all life to be. Each little creature finds shelter within, In their vibrant world, all new lives begin. Echoes resonating through the ancient trees, Each rhythmic knock whispers in the breeze. Oh, let the echoes fill the air, In nature's song, there's love to share, Echoes resonating through the ancient trees, Each rhythmic knock whispers in the breeze. Oh, let the echoes fill the air, In nature's song, there's love to share, In the twilight hush, their echoes remain, Binding us close, in joy and in pain.