When you are walking through a forest,
Listen to the sounds of nature,
Listen to the wind that bows a trees,
Listen to the birds which are singing a poem of beauty

You can feel it,
You can see it,
Your ancient, deep connection to the forest is awakened,
Because our ancestors walked through a forest as you

You carry a piece of their soul in yours,
This old, strong bond cannot be broken,
Cannot be broken,
Must be retained...


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