Wonders of the Forest

Walking the narrow paths of this forest exuberantly shady and lively, I'm ready to discover its concealed beauty; I will pose, then resume my walk and put on my blue sunglasses that makes me look so sleek. Mysterious warblings of birds intrigue me and looking above, I meet a green parrot wiggling his long tail trying to translate his language distinctly harmonious; its stare is calm and inviting, he only sees bird watchers with binoculars who spend hours to find the rarest ones in the forest, making their discovery very thrilling... many species dwell in this habitat. Wild stallions trot down the main road frightening the slender and grey squirrels sipping water from a pond infested with leaping frogs, some rascal must have set those horses loose; their neighs remind one of a battle that began on a battlefield... an Anser attempts to attack them, but he's only a goose. Daytime is a rassemblement of images, of musical sounds that humans can't imitate; nighttime is a gathering of scary owls that coo while invisible crickets stridulate, and the usual vagrant starts serenading a moon so dull, ungrateful, and waning: I am observant and start trembling... hearing noises thinking they are rattlesnakes.