FOREST CALL

Our yearning for the forest stems from primal instinct, the soft yet solid soil beneath our feet, the simple, profound bark of trees, the caress of everything, tender and soothing, all guiding us deeper into exploration.

No idle onlookers here, for every soul is entwined, tiny creatures darting bustling back and forth, harmonizing with the whispers of grass and trees, crafting a profound resonance, transcending time.

The hues of chestnut trees passed down onto their shells, birds' wings concealing shades of assorted flora, forms of nature birthed through mutual creation, artfully interwoven, forming the forest's foundation.

In every breath, new buds sprout from the soil, fallen leaves gently return to nourish roots, the eternal cycle of life and the changes of seasons, with every gust of wind, they dance and fall.

The forest embraces everything, no need for words, only genuine understanding, nature's myriad responses reverberate ceaselessly, awaiting those that seek solace within its realm.