I hear
birds chirping and
all kinds of them are
high-pitch and cricket like
screeches and chirps
made from beaks and claws
and monkeys shouting
“oaoa oaoa” howling and squealing
and the water yelling
“shhhhh”
trees swaying back and forth
shushing, swaying, moving, rustling

And I hear
“screeeeeeech”
the jaguar is climbing and teasing
I still hear scratch and the river agrees that it wants it to stop
it’s saying
“shhhhhhh”

And I see and hear
the blue sky,
the bright sun,
the huge clouds,
the wet rain.