The original photos in this watercolor journey help tell the story in this unrhymed, poetic narrative which captures the stillness of the night and my delight in seeing unique creatures secure in their own world.
Awestruck by the beauty of the Peruvian rainforest, I behold what is hidden in plain sight. Aided by the full moon, the stars and three flashlights, the jungle guide traces the almost imperceptible - camouflaged creatures, unseen but for the probing lens and heightened senses of this mentor who, among the cacophony of undefined sounds amid ambiguous paths with buttress roots spread wide, staunch soldiers in their mission as lianas reach up with wooden fingers in communion with arboreal giants, quietly courses ahead in this exalted forest with depths of knowledge and intuition surpassing my own.
In this unfamiliar great biome, I become aware of my limitations as a sentient being capable of looking but incapable of seeing.