I will walk into The Forest.
I will shake hands with swaying branches.
I will swing with hanging vines.
I will whisper to The Forest.
I will sing to blooming flowers.
I will dance with swampy cattails.
I will listen to The Forest.
I will hum with spongy mushrooms.
I will rest with sleepy moss.
I will put my trust into The Forest.
I will shake with trembling leaf buds.
I will swim with water reeds.
I will ask The Forest to share with me knowledge.
I will grow with infant seeds.
I will drink water with the roots of a willow.
I will love The Forest.
I will climb like eager plant life.
I will twine with wrapping vines.
I will accept The Forest.
I will crackle with red fire.
I will be strong just like the oak.
I will see The Forest.
I will root like stretching pine.
I will branch out like a tree.
I will be The Forest, and The Forest will be me.
