Everloving
Its raining again. The water mists over the rainforest as birds bathe in the droplets, trickling down leaves. Tucans feed their babies underneath tiny huts and nests. Cubs rest underneath their parents. An indian walks through this, staring at the wonderful and loving nature of the forest. He caresses his steed, and walks him through the forest as well. "The flowers are beautiful here," he says to his horse. White flowers grow over brown and red trees that tower towards the sky. Butterflies bat their wings over the tall patches ofr grass, and rest upon mushrooms on the roots of the earth.
They continue through this world full of life. The thunder above roars with a cheerful welcoming. Monkeys play upon the branches. A leopard licks his paws while resting next to a rock. Deers scatter throughout the clearing, gazing into the indians eyes. All is peaceful, and all is loving, and all is pure. He indian drinks the rainwater, and soaks in the life of nature.