Arroe Unplugged Page Two Thousand Three Hundred Twenty Two Lyrics From Rainbow Forest

Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
Creativity is an addiction unplugged because we will always say
yes to creativity, totally uncut because we all make mistakes.
So let's turn it into a tool. This is arrow unplugged.
I am a poet, one that just happens to write
in a forest. My forest is the Rainbow Forest right
here in South Charlotte, North Carolina. When I enter this
forest or any other collection of trees, I never know

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what I'm going to write about. These are my words.
These are the lyrics from Rainbow Forest, chapter number three
hundred ninety five, October twenty eight, twenty twenty three. So
much is on my mind. The majority of it is
connected to the living things inside this forest in South Charlotte,
North Carolina. First thing this morning, I was greeted by

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a six point whitetail buck just strolling along. His glance
at me was like good morning. I would see that
very buck again about ninety minutes later, outside my recording
studio window, his look the same good morning. Here's where
my heart began to twist this forest. This six point
buck an amazing dot on the map to receive so

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many gifts from Mother Nature. But what if this were
Israel Gaza or Ukraine. Would this six point buck be
so calm and loving toward the human being? The world
will never know what's happening to the wild animals, mainly
because war doesn't seem to be about respecting all living things.
This moment, a blessed visit by a six point white buck,

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a reminder, a healer, Solitude and confusion. I'm Eryl. These
aren't my words. These are the lyrics from Rainbow Forest.