I am in love with the forest
Tree covered mountain tops
Sun's golden rays
Across flowered valleys
A living painting that bade the breath stop

I am in love with the sounds
Of brightly colored morning birds
Singing their songs with shiny eyes
Their sweet melodious tunes
Wake me from my sleep
As they dance brightly plumed into blue skies

I am in love with all manner of woods life
A worshiper of Mother Earth
When I die forego the prayers of man
Into her protective arms my berth


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