“the forest calls to methe moon whispers softlyits light streaming gently throughthe trees glimmering off the watertalking just to methere’s a stillness in the aira sort of anticipation ofwhat’s to comei can feel ita kind ofmagicand as i’m sitting hereby the water’s edgei can feel how i need thishowthe noisethe chaosthe stressof daily lifehas taken itstoll on mei can feel your spiritin the trees the moonthe water all around meand the harmony of it allhow it comes together asOneand i feel you flowingover me and through meand a wondrous peacecomes over merestores merevives merenews mehere where the forestdances with the moon “-Michael Traveler