What day is it? I’ve been trapped on this plant forever. The sun rises and sets. I am still here. I could jump. I don’t know if I will survive. There is blue water and the shore is not too far off. I’m pretty sure I could swim it. If I didn’t get hurt too bad on the fall. It’s a long fall to you And I don’t know if you will let me stay when I get to you. You might lock me out. I have food. I have shelter. I could make a parachute. But I’d have to cut down this plant though, the thing that sustains me. Here I have a nice little nest made of leaves. I have blankets of braided orchids and the fruit from the plant to eat. The seeds have proteins and fats. The fireflies come and dance in the evening. It is peaceful. It is beautiful. The sea calls though. The shore is long and behind it is a forest. Thick trees trunks wider than my reach. Wider than ten of me. There is a world that I do not know that you are in. I see the smoke from your fire and flick of light in the dying day I dream someday our lands will meet Someday I may warm myself by your side