Come into the forest and leave all your things behind
and discover a world once your own,
ancestral home of your forebears through evolution
where the first seed of mankind was sown.
Come into the forest of murmuring trees primeval,
cradle of creatures big and small,
where in diversity, sages say, there's harmony,
home to the transients and tenants all.
Come to the forest that was, and had been, Milton's best,
Rousseau's scenery and Tarzan's lair.
Where the famed Paradise was lost and never regained,
so with the gods and the deities fair.
Come to a make-believe forest, masterpiece of man,
whose art combines the truth with the tale,
a wall transformed into landscape in a city jungle,
the thin red line we cross should we all fail. ~
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