I Hear the Whispers of Forests
I hear the whispers of forests,
Divine network mycorrhizal,
A vast ecosystem exists,
Which is the answer and the call:
We’re deeply rooted, one and all.
Before language, we had the trees,
Our great-grandfathers holding time,
We heard their wisdom on the breeze,
Messages sent in root and rhyme,
When we knew connections sublime.
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