The winter's breeze covers the rainforest like a sheet.
The trees tenderly influencing within the wind as the reddish-brownish leaf coasts down.
The whistle of the birds creates a merry tune almost like a symphony as the water joyfully swished over the rocks.
The patches of light reflect off the leaves creating a canopy of fluorescent green.
Colossal boulders lay resting as greenery developed over them like a delicate green cover.
The ancient, disintegrating, brown bridge, sitting in solitary for years on end.
Knowing that this beautiful, serene place will soon be gone.