Forest vision

When the rain drops fell in a gently cleansing mist on the forest green
The sun's rays created a riot of color through the effervescent sheen
Not wishing to be left behind, flowers displayed their blooming charms
A divine hand no doubt is behind the creation of such colorful forms

Trees were in profusion everywhere, mingling with arching branches
Their crowns were waving in the wind performing erratic dances
No one was in attendance to trim their foliage or their unbridled growth
Yet they were more perfect than a gardener's work could put forth

Birds were in attendance in every possible shape, size, and dazzling color
Their varied shrieks and raucous cries were causing a real Babel's tower
Swooping down in perfect dives they pounced on prey quite invisible
Their lives in astral plane were coordinated by a force that is incredible

Wild animals were also at home in the forest coexisting in perfect harmony
There was no needless killing here, either for sport or for greater hegemony
A very delicate ecosystem was in place for centuries without any guidance
Knowledge of lower kind was not needed: either for survival or for defense