Climbing trees, a great green sea, a canvas of sky and song, a sanctuary from city fears.
Here, I can breathe, cell by cell, root by root, enter the wood’s tender conversations, where the air softens,{
- Margherita Guidacci
Climbing trees, a great green sea, a canvas of sky and song, a sanctuary from city fears.
Here, I can breathe, cell by cell, root by root, enter the wood’s tender conversations, where the air softens,{