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R

RAIN

Rainforest

Here is the forest’s
towering screen
gold shafts through
the shifting green.

Wings flit through
that glinting gold
that never reaches
the moss and mold
of the forest floor
where the ferns unfold.

Bell-toned birdsong
heralds the rain
splattering, shattering
gone again.

The gold fades now
Is scarcely seen
as mist smokes round
the glistening green.

The world turns white.
the jungle’s gone
except for the ghost
of the Bellbird’s song
but newly made, green-tasting air
refreshes orchids clinging there.

The sun returns
and the mist must rise
a new-born cloud
in the jungle skies
And deep in the realm
of moss and mold
light shafts through
in bronze and gold
and green, on green,
are all the tones
that can be seen.