Monday, October 12, 2015

I dream in evergreen...

I don't know about anyone else, but the woods make me come alive. When I'm surrounded by trees and the possibility of wild encounters, I am at peace. Where else am I as close to all that is real and true and free? The roots beneath me spark the embers inside me. The squawks of the woods serve as reminders that my language is not the only one. The shuffles of furry feet and the scratching of dead leaves are nature's soundtrack for adventure and exploration. You can't be lost in the woods, only unaware that you're home.

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