The comfort of the forest

I dream that I can sit by the trees and feel the earth under my feet.

I dream that I can listen to the leaves in the wind and to the sound of the flowing water.

I dream that the trees having my back, that I can lean my face against them.

I dream that my tears run with the river and the trees keeping me close until my sorrow is flowing away.

I dream of trees protecting me, of water that nourishes me and a place that fills my heart with hope.