Sometimes I wonder if this was really a rainforest

Other times I stand in the rain

Listen to the birds twittering and see the creatures living out their daily lives

Their only fear is us

They live in mostly peace

They don’t wage war

They don’t starve their own to feed their pockets

They don’t have pockets

Standing in this rainforest I can hear them living

I can feel it living

In the places where the spirit of the forest can still reach

It practically breathes

That enclosed feeling that encompasses the sounds the feeling the smell

Sometimes I wonder if it’s still a rainforest

And then the rainforest assures me it is

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