In the days Of The Early Start Of My Youth
I explored This Jungle I grew To Love
My Father Told Me It's Mine
Mine and My Kinsmen.
With Every Step I took
The deeper I got to know my Jungle
I was fascinated With The Wild
Enamored With Nature
And Amazed With The Bucketful Of Water that kept Pouring Down
from one Side Of The Mountains
The Tall, High Stones Call Out To Me
Each time The Sun sank beneath it
I longed each Morning To Fly with The Birds
Into The mist that covers the Surface of the sky
