The waves wildly rolls
And the bull within is annoyed
Searching for a peace within
The bull decides to follow the flow
A light breeze blows
The field of grass is sounding ruffled
Lifting his eyes, the bull looks around
Landing his sight on something pure.
A fawn tentatively walks on the field
Curious and willing to befriend the bull
Slowly they both emerge and unite
Building a bridge to share the field