Oh, the forest, its echoes and sighs, Whispers of leaves, the spirit does rise. The scent of tress, the breath of the earth, Embracing life in its verdant rebirth.
- Maurice Maeterlinck
Oh, the forest, its echoes and sighs, Whispers of leaves, the spirit does rise. The scent of tress, the breath of the earth, Embracing life in its verdant rebirth.