The magnificent rainforest

As I stroll through the magnificent rainforest,
I feel like the wind,
Belonging to the topest of the topest.
I feel like I am skinned,
with nothing but relaxation.

I can hear the droplet,
And that small river flow.
The ground filled with pockets,
Containing the one we all know,
Water.

I can see the scarlet sky,
I can see the dark green leaves.
The sun then greets me and gives me a stare in the eye,
From those small sleeves,
Making me feel warm.

All these pictures,
Making me think,
But my thoughts - now a mixture,
Cannot take that one thought for its drink.

"Go!" I tell my brain
"Go! help those species!"
But my brain is not trained,
Like a broken PC.

I fall down hopeless,
I cannot make the rainforest come back.
I become boneless,
And beg the rainforest to take me in her sack.