The rains were cleansing anew forest green

Birds melodic feed on spring magic grain

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We realize here today we are visitors

In world around their natural dense lairs

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We might build and structure lives around them

We always know animals eye a gem

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Stay far away amidst humanity

Instincts speak aloud, no frivolity.

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We are but simple folk to imagine

We might belong as ours this land lived in

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Sounds of forest scrapes in trail with bird calls

Above the range we hear nightly hoot owls

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In nature’s world exists in every breath

A spoken rule to be on task or death

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Might step in, a bird of prey, or snarl

Deep within the wood we hear the growl

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I have human instinct to seek early shelter

Let the lands around me quiet enter

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We will trust those colleague with minds nearby

While in the wood lessons, important simple cry