IN THE WILD
Walk into,
The realm of the trees,
The whole forest,
Is filled with a cold breeze.
The rays of the sun,
Which escape from the leaves.
In patches:
Light up the green.
From somewhere in between,
The birds are heard chirping.
Inside the forest,
The animals are lurking.
The leaves and the twigs,
Fill up the ground.
It is so silent,
There isn't a sound.
~Sharanya
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