Jungle

I like animals, even this poem! especially when they're comparing themselves to a powerful exotic animal too! I enjoy this line from the poem. 'Running is a form of silent poetry' it's a saying that type of person who describes themselves comparing to an animal is based on who they are and possibly thinking that you were this beautiful dangerous animal from another life or an innocent doe pouncing gracefully as a ballerina along the meadow. The word Jungle is a beautiful dangerous place, so beautiful and yet dangerous in a natural environment. every jungle has it's own beauty.