IN THE FOREST On the soft carpet of the forest To go on velvet footsteps To sit at your feet In the dappled sunlight, in silence Far from the sounds of humans To listen to the rustling of your leaves... And to caress alternatively With my hand and my look... In a soft voice I call you Using your magical names: White-oak. Forest-aspen Maple. Hornbeam. Black-alder. Willow. White Birch. My thousand mute friends. page by -Queen.Mystic.Raven-