When it's an honor to bless the gibbons,
Living atop the leafy foam,
waves of rainforest canopy crashing in the wind
supported.
An ocean too
The depth current blossoms tides
But leaves and branches--
Not the circular rise, and fluid swell
yet a living mechanism
floating OceanOceanOceOoO How many
balancing all the different leverages? An
angular moment working in the linkages
between branch and buoyancy
Gearbox tree and root pattern instruction.
all collaborating organisms Doo
Exploding into life for any to experience aloft
would you
if you could, lay there amongst the gibbons? adrift
Floating on, sprouted support
from every soul, forest floor to top.
blissfully unaware the precarious nature
Mesmerized with the instinctive physics
personified in each contributing soul
interconnected necessity collaborating
to make each experience unique an exhilaration
required for such a life of delicate faith.
About the Creator
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Lol I loved the "OceanOceanOceOoO"! This was such a fantastic poem!