Do you ever see wild animals?
Rabbits flutter past like soft whispers of air,
deer move with grace, elegant and rare.
Peacocks parade in feathers jeweled with pride,
and monkeys turn rooftops into playgrounds wide.
Wild boar appear with a quiet, ancient stride,
as though the old forest still walks beside.
And in those moments, when the world grows still,
I learn a truth no classroom ever could instill,
we do not own this earth or command the land
we’re simply guests in a paradise unplanned.