Only one in the entire rainforest...
New colors...
Different traits...
Same qualities as the rest...
Used differently...
With a choice to take life...
And another to give it...
It is a galaxy in the universe...
We've never seen up close...
Only sightings...
Mainly rumors...
Ancient tribes know of it...
But they cling not...
Mycelium giving birth to the fungus...
But never preparing its shape and qualities...
Not before the raindrop...
Not before the dead tree trunk...
Not before the sun...
Not before the projector is plugged in...
And the image is revealed...
A sworn enemy will follow...
To eat the remains of its meal...
No two light bulbs the same...
But a socket is needed...
A symphony vibrating on the same wind...
As that produced by the tree...
As that produced by the rare species...
Sacred is the song too fine to hear...
Chirping and roaring...
All are still confused...
As good as dead...
As it has never been heard before...
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