The forest

The eucalypt trees tower high before me, gently swaying in the crisp morning breeze. The wind sighs above, but I am safe here in the forest.  I breathe in the air deeply, taking in my surroundings.

The smell of comforting green is in every place. The husky, dry smell of bark, the deep warm aroma of the earth, the fragrant bouquet of flowers dotted here and there. I even feel the warm vibes of animals in their hiding places through my feet; every movement, every breath.. This forest is truly alive.

The forest has much wisdom. It knows my presence, and why I came here. The trees whisper and rustle in their raspy voices as I pass.

I tread slowly on the winding narrow path, not sure exactly where I am going, but my feet know that it is the right way…