The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 318

This forest will soon be trapped in a summer heatwave. Looking at the limbs and leaves on the trees they don't appear to be stressed but rather at peace. The Red Tail hawk is darting across it's wide open sky of a playground. The Sterling's continue to search for seeds while the squirrel's find focus on dancing from tree to tree. They've been taught to watch each other. To warn of possible trouble. Especially if the flow of the stream is interrupted. For we who are human? All we can do is be prepared. To mentally be in touch with what's real. To physically stay grounded. So says the Black snake.