Aguas Termales

I was in the middle of nowhere bathing in hot waters that sprout straight out from the center of earth. The hills in this jungle were so big you couldn't stop feeling insignificant in comparison. The immensity of the trees, the plants, the leaves was such, you almost dared not to touch them. The cries of hidden creatures were nature's sound effects for these virginal imageries. It all looked so new, so old, Proud but somewhat abandoned, this jungle where the Incas roamed, and I bathed in earth's hot waters.