Hey, thanks for being a part of the conversation.This is Forest Stories.I am the poet in the forest, a children's series that I penned out in the 1990s.
Now, none of it would be possible if it wasn't for this forest right here in South Charlotte, North Carolina.I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it's time that you get to know what has inspired me for 30 years.
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welcome back to the forest a beautiful fall day in this forest the wind pretty strong pretty strong that means there's a lot of leaves that are dancing right now i call that the final dance these leaves blossom and stretch out in the spring months spreading pollen all over the place and then by the time fall gets here
then they take that dance.It's got a calling.The tree's calling is it's got to go down and feed mother earth.It's got to create warmth for animals that may need it, such as the squirrel up in the tree.
These trees with their dances, some of them so elegant, others it looks like a leaf is crashing, but you kind of laugh about it and you move forward with it is what you do.But I learned something about the tree today that's very touching.
I've always said that I love my trees.I've been with them since 1992.I really put a lot of love with the trees.A tree doesn't love us, which shocked me.If I'm sharing so much love with these trees, why doesn't it love me back?So I kept reading.
What a tree does, it embraces your touch.It can feel your touch.A tree uses its sense has to use words, but not a tree, not the other living things.They have their own language and they take care of each other.
The fascinating thing about it is, is that a tree is said to have a pulse, but it doesn't have a heart.How can it have a pulse?A tree shares that pulse.So when I take these walks inside this forest, I feel that pulse.
These trees are communicating with me.It doesn't have to be about, hey, I love you.It's about protecting each other.Hey, thanks for being a part of the conversation.
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