A forest in my eye

In a botany lecture while studying biodiversity
Suddenly I realized I was in between tall trees.
Huge canopy forming giants, with anacondas around their arms,
And exuberantly colored parrots squeaking and sounding their alarms.
The damp and moisture soil with lichens and algae,
And the amazing colorful association of roots and fungi.
The wet barks of the trees with the cicadas screaming loudly,
And the cobwebs between the giant’s fingers trapping insects quietly.
The ant house beside Rafflesia filled with busy life,
And the stinking Rafflesia attracting the carrion flies.
The monkeys jump squeaking from tree to tree,
And the sloth hidden in giant’s hair silently sleeps.
The canopies formed overshadow the small and tiny ferns,
And the grass peeks out of the soil taking turns.
The forest looks bedazzled with millions of colorful beetles,
And the drip tip leaves bend down, as rainwater they drizzle.
The wines hang like long and curly hair from the giant’s head,
And the bacteria and fungus decompose the detritus dead.
And slimy and slippery rocks hide the snails and slugs secrets,
And the flowing streams of water hide planktons in their droplets.
The sky is hardly seen through the high, mosaic, green roof,
And the brown soil is hardly seen under the long, strong, roots.
Each plant unique to itself with a different property among them all,
All together in nature’s humanity, form a different life on the globe.
I hope I could have stayed longer in the never ending dream,
But the concrete world came to life again with the blink of an eye.


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