#WritcoPoemPrompt52
Write a poem on "A tree house"
Saw the morning Sun's radiation from the horizon !
In a house made out of bamboo bands,
To escape from the danger and adversities on the ground !
In the heights, In the wildness of the forest, In that greenary,
It take less than a life for a human,
To roam the forest in search of birds and animals;
In the Invisible poles of highs and lows,
Nemophilists we are, fond of forest, wanderers in forest !
Instead of looking at watching the good luck based on sky !
He saw the sun, rain and snow as a blessing,
Living days and nights there,
what does the forest stories have to say ?
He moves his camera, hiding in the great desire to watch tiger,
The tree house, which has no facility,
Lamp with oil glowing in front !
sometimes the cook in him ,wakes up
The great art of cooking is incomprehensible to the little minds!
what is a traveller through the forest looking for?
What is his ultimate goal ?
what he sees his perfection ?
When we hunt an animal, the humanity and wildness merges and
become one; under savageousness :
An cycle of eating and being eaten,
An ethics of killing because of hunger !
Living beings who never speak !
Living beings who were not provided or protected by any laws !
Livings beings without dreams or expectations !
A forest traveller is not a predator,
With love he is trying to merge wild life with nature,
He want to see them in situ, his focal points converges to it,
The lens he place in front, the focal lengths he adjust for seeing;
Far and near wild lifes !
Those who move the camera from where they can be attacked at any moment !,
Animals that want to attack,
Humans who resist their aggression ,
The Cost of the lives of vulnerable animals, their frightening footsteps !
No vulnerable animal become invulnerable over time,
No invulnerable animal becomes vulnerable over time !
From a small worm in the forest to a lion or elephant are his focal points !
In the desolation of the trails,
In the abundance of...