rainforest beings
i had never spent much time in a Rainforest
until now
rainforests were faraway places
tropical
endangered
inaccessible
then my friend said
“come visit” so off i went
not knowing the full extent of the solitude
i would experience
she is busy, always has something going on
i am her guest, so i don’t want to bother her
so i stay in the cabin she so graciously
gave me
twelve hour days, twelve hour nights
sun is up at 6am and down at 6 pm
i’m a nightbird, up at 11am down at 3 am
so i am awake at night more than the day
pitch black, i watch the moon slowly come to full
it lands over the mountain in front of me
illuminating the night hills, the trees
the reflection on the shiny rain soaked leaves look like christmas tree lights
i actually never realized
and more
it never actually crossed my mind
how many beings live in a rainforest
each day i see the same butterflies flutter over the bush in from of me
the darting red and black birds swooping down
check me out
as i sit on the porch
a fly
buzzes around my window
the same time each day
as if to see if i am still there
when i sit on the porch
to listen to the ping ping sound
of some being
he or she stops, aware of my listening, just for her
the beings in the rainforest
are acutely tuned in to my presence
they almost watch me
as if to keep tabs on me
each evening the valley below
echoes with familiar sounds
i have come to know
as each species declares life
each kind of bird
bug
amphibian
has it’s own call
the big fan palms crack in the breeze
bamboo leaves float thru the air
dried leaves crash on my rooftop
the wind brushes against flowers
the rainforests are the
lungs of the earth
breathing for us
they protect the ozone
The Very Very Tall Tall Into The Sky Mother Tree’s Roots
Extend Deep….. into the Forest Floor, maybe even down to the Aquifers
Her root tendrils stand nine inches tall as they wind along the ground
spread out, finger shaped, gripping the Earth
Ancestral Energy Calling Out
Foolish Humans
What
Are You Doing?
(c) (p) 2023 sarah james
