Along The River, Trees dancing in the wind.
Along the River, Up the embankment, Just down the path, The Forest is happy. It may look as though the trees are scattered in a big jumbled up mess, but there is an order here that the mind cannot comprehend.
Everything is exactly as it needs to be.
The Gentle breeze wisping through the needles making the trees Dance. A ritual symbolizing harmony and connectedness with spirit.
The River begins its journey as a fast small stream. It skips and jumps over stone wall and valley. As it journeys through Sedge meadows, Swamplands and Marshes, it grows up, and doesn't seem to Trickle and Sparkle along like it used to. Nearing the hemlock grove, the river is spacious and relaxed, seeming to say: "There's no hurry, we shall get there some day".