the rainforest
foliated green
rain mist
trickles through shiny vegetation
like scattered electric wind chimes
way back
in the trees
feathered warriors and high priests
dance around sacrificial flames
an offering to a higher power
mad spastic drum beats of voodoo
echoing in nature's silent whispering
to where the lion shakes his fiery mane
blazed by scorching sun
lounging upon a lavish grass throne
until night sounds come
soft and timid
lullabies to predator and prey alike
complimenting the burp-gurgle
of the breathing bog nearby
dazzling the stars as diamonds
on its slippery surface