Saturday, 19 August 2017

Travelogue #2

February 17
I have known many forests. The Oaks that grew at the Beginning of this Realm, and still shelter and protect it. The Forest at the End of Time, which is really just a single yew tree whose leaves are mirrors. The Forest where the first Buddha sat down and never stood up again and is waiting for everyone else to join Her. The mangrove forests at the Edge of Forever, that hold back the Darkness from eroding reality. The palm forests at the headwaters of the Nile, that still remember the Arrival of the first Visitors. The Amazon, where every medicine can be found, if only you know the Song.

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