I could see the forest; I was standing far away; but you only feel the lost fawn stumbling; the path, washed over by leaves; a baby bird, fallen; not to be found; a startled bear, searching for her cub; surprising a fearful hiker; a random path, cut by rain without permission; the shadows, so jealous of the sunlight; allowing, if only for a moment, itβs life; losing the colors of its past, without memory or sentiment; sentiment; only to give birth just in time for another fire; yes, you only could think it as just that old thing; it was only a sundress; worn so many times before; but it was the magic of the rain forest; the teeming life within, with the spirit and the glory of a your soul; you can't decide if you're it's mother or it's lover; but the gaps between each strand of your hair; filled by my hands, like the sunlight begging the dark shadows for forgiveness; while my eyes search your heart for the path the breeze carves each day, wet with the dew shaken from the leaves that wish they were you