<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450654" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forest Primeval</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forest Primeval </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I walk through <br>this forest realm.<br> <br>Breathing in<br> the mellow mist of scents, <br> the molting leaf, the broken bark <br> of times past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My skin breathes in<br> the cool kiss of morning air.<br> <br>I exhale breathless, <br> in the presence, <br> of such divine beauty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I reach out to touch <br> the divinity of life <br> of this forests sweet soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And to my blissful sense<br> I see the green hue of <br> Giant living trees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So tall above the earth<br> And yet they humbly bow, <br> To earth in holy intent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Giving the breath of life, <br> To this dweller that walks there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Returning the fragile cool air<br> To their companion beings.<br> <br>I humbly accept the kiss of life<br> From these magnificent <br> Redwood oracles.<br> So ancient and wise above all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In gratitude and love I vow<br> To protect all life Here.<br> In this holiest place<br> Of God's creation.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lynne+FincherSpringarden">Lynne FincherSpringarden</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450654" data-title="Forest Primeval de Lynne FincherSpringarden" data-description="Forest Primeval As I walk through this forest realm. Breathing in the mellow mist of scents, the molting leaf, the broken bark of times past. My skin breathes in the cool kiss of morning air. I exhale breathless, in the presence, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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