The Forest Tale

As I walk through the woods, I try to guess the muzzle of a birdsong. It sounds like a fairy tale full of the splendor of the stars in the sky. With their voices, they open nature trail that we can only walk inside ourselves. They show us the way illuminated by the sun, where inspiration is matured on the branches of the forest. In the love songs of birds, I hear the sanctity of nature, how it is important to cherish her. They soothe the heart and remind of home to the flying soul through the mirror of the river.

Happy are those who hear this forest tale, the eyes full of life I can notice in them. And for the creative soul, it is like nectar full of life force. When we allow the language of the forest to speak from within, this whole tale turns into a stream of wisdom – it speaks with words, sounds, images or dance. We learn to read our silence. Desires turn into inspirations, and it is vital to share them in our community. In this way, we encourage each other to grow and move towards out nature.

This tale is about eternity, without a good or bad end, it’s about the inexhaustible light of the source – please read it for me every evenings.