The jungle (poem #21)

Let out a growl,

let out a cry,

inhale the moist air,

get ready to come,

get ready to see,

the view of the jungle,

the heart of the beast,

hear the birds flap their wings,

and sing the songs of their kind,

watch the frogs do their dance,

and the snakes march in time,

the wind sounds like music,

and the leaves fall to the ground,

let your soul become the power,

the power you hold inside,

join the world of the panther,

come join the pride.