The rain forest mists
Drift in their time
Leaving moisture so pure
On nature sublime
In collective gather
On the canopies of green
As i walk through these mists
All around me scene
I stand there and listen
To natures sounds
Howlers and Toucans
In communication abound
My hands brush a leaf
And there's a scurry of legs
Like neighbourhood chaos
In books i have read
I close my eyes for a moment
A brief in my time
But when nightfall beckons
This is their prime
Through the rain forest mists
I am privileged to see
These wondrous creatures
No pressure, so free
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