Date: 8/24/2019
By midnight-libra
I’m bounding through a jungle and all is not right in the world. There’ve been some happenings of great misfortune and it's the fault of man. I need to go to the place untouched, where everything’s still ok. My breath has escaped me, so I stop to catch it. And take a moment to remember my path. Out of the canopy emerges a great creature of ancient lineage, curious about me. I look at him and smile, for no unworthy human being has ever seen a soul so grand. I continue through the green, but slowly this time, and he follows me. A game of chase ensues, and I'm amazed. I lead him up into the arms of the forest. But it feels more like he's leading me. We come to a great, hanging hammock—all made of pillowy fiber. And in it sleeps the creature’s young. He climbs into his sanctuary and looks at me. And I understand. He wants me to be safe. But I can't stay here in this paradise. I still have questions. And I need answers for the world. I turn and bound into the jungle.