Slowly through the forest,
As he ventured deeper,
He noticed the change from the mellow grass to the long trees with the everlasting fragrance,
As he got more closer to the core,
The rain poured more heavily,
The colorful birds became more vibrant,
The waterfalls gushed with water through the rocks and dirt carving their path,
Then came the panthers, tigers, and cheetahs,
He ran through trees, rivers, puddles and hills,
But he would not last,
As the laws of nature would not, could not, and will never permit,
Life came as a flashback,
and then he began to realize,
that throughout all these years that he had last,
he never understood the sole purpose of nature... To Build, Destroy, and Rebuild!
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