On the forest floor, a newborn baby monkey cries loudly, his voice thin but urgent. His mother stays close, lowering herself to keep him safe on the cool ground below. She watches every movement, shielding him with her body and gentle hands. Though the world feels vast and uncertain, her presence brings quiet strength. The baby’s cries rise and fall, calling for warmth, milk, and comfort. Patient and alert, the mother does not leave. She gathers him in, calming his fear, promising protection. In this simple moment, love speaks louder than fear. Soft breaths mingle with leaves as dawn listens.
