India (haibun)

The wood seems to be smiling. Drops of water are running on the trees. The rain just ended, and the drops shine on the green leafs giving strength. Everything is wet, but underneath this humidity, nature starts to live, comes towards you, trying to embody you inside it\'s protective heat... the cold waterfall road through the big leafs - the viridity of life It\'s the time of the monsoon, and this moment of lull will soon give birth to another rain. The raindrops flood the earth, bringing to the surface long worms, which then crawl onto the leafs, shined by the multicolored rainbow. It\'s a wonderful scenery, in front of whom even the most sceptic can\'t resist dreaming... many illusions and the sounds of the jungle - embodiment The tangled road goes on without an apparent target. It buries itself between the bushes, inside the fallen trees which are now invaded by moss. Life pulsates around me. I am alone, but I am not afraid. I feel protected, in the insides of this being that is the forest. Everything sings in a comforting silence. I fall to sleep on the wet leafs...