The steers run free

The trees stand lone and tall

The waterfalls softly

Against the rocks below

The sun shines bright

The steers graze

The trees remain

The water mixes with sunshine

Rainbows are born

Colors of every kind

Across the trees

On the needles

On the branches

Standing very still

A deer drinks from the stream

The devil stands afar

Puffing on a cigar

Flick

Spark

The deer scatters

The devil laughs

The flames rise

Higher and higher

Licking the trees

The needles

The branches

Slowly they char

Burning to the devils delight

The steers run away

The trees stand lone and black

The water falls

Black