Rainforest
Trees' wisdom old and tall
Branches out to shelter the undergrowth
Protecting them from danger
And providing a cool place for all
Cold air which embraces me falls
As my spirit flows around ancient trees
Some insects I have to meet
Welcomed me to their halls
Secrets misted into the air
From the old storyteller trees
To pass on holy legacies
So that hope is not rare
Plants live in dreamy care
Animals observe through watchful eyes
This has its own fanfare
They share with all who find homage there
