The Forrest

The forest,which lay before him, was not so silent. He could hear at times the still lurking memory of his ancestors,who meandered here among the trees and the brush. Sometimes he could still recall his mothers shout from a distance to come home which he was careful not to ignore. The forest thought him many things about life. It was here that he saw for the first time entangled lovers and the heaviness of their breath. He saw that he could lose himself there, and still find his way out into the open. But the greatest lesson was that he could go deep into the Forrest without fear, and trust his instincts, even when the trail came to a complete stop.