The green drape of curtain
Stands before the sun
Like a headstrong matador
Facing the mad bull
Frolicking leafs mock at
Passing clouds like a bear
Of cotton being swept away
By cusps of restless wind
All along there is a voice
Reigning from this end to that
Rising towards the blue sky
And falling across bodies of water
All along there is a voice Reigning from this end to that Rising towards the blue sky And falling across bodies of water - - - - - - - -Such beautiful images of forest.
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What an extraordinary description of a forest! Is there more than 10?
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