Image: Part Of It

In the forest where the clouds hang over the mountain
And parrots fly colourful against the grey
And the Spicer Monkeys swing from tree to tree
The stream sparkle as the sun fights through, just for a second
And the rain drenched mud sticks to your feet
And the early morning dew lands on your face
Cold against your warm skin
The scent of nutmeg, cinnamon and bananas fills the air
And you close your eyes so all you do is feel and smell
At that moment, for the first time, you truly feel like part of this universe

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