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Stepping over the shallow water,

as it slowly evaporates.

Hearing a deep rumbling sound,

feeling my heart accelerate.

I gaze above as the trees lean in,

trying to tell me something.

as the water bubbles over rocks,

and hummingbirds keep humming.

I wander around as if I knew,

where I am supposed to go.

Yearning to make a connection

with this forest, and to be in the know.

I lay among the tall green grass,

and part the winding vines,

and run with the predators,

while reading my prey's minds.