Within you dwells a wood –
there are trails, some old and overgrown,
others fresh-cut and, between them, wide
open spaces filled with untamed growth.
In those woods you are every age
you have ever been, every age you will be.
Those woods walk up the mountain and over
the other side; those woods go on forever.
In them stand ancient trees, sturdy, scarred
and thick. Those woods whisper
your name, “Be who you are,”
they sigh, “this is all that was ever needed.”
Photo source: Here.
Inspired by the woods and mountains at God’s Whisper Farm.
