Monteverde cloud forest

"... this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is ..."
- e e cummings

Once again, words cannot describe the beauty of the Monteverde cloud forest. The mountain rises into the swirling clouds where Pacific and Carribean air masses dance. The fine, cool mist envelops all, from every diection, bringing joyous life to the rain forest and all of its creatures.
Look at a single tree, and there is a timeless behemoth before you. Look again, a platform hosting an explosion of verdant bromiliads. Again, a garden of moss and tiny orchids. Once more, a city of insects and tiny creatures. Birds of every description flit past, calling and chattering. And this for just a single tree. The senses are overwhelmed here. There is a sense of awe instilled here, a feeling of oneness with the power of Gaia which cannot be denied.