A Prayer To The Forest Poem by Mattia Dalla Benetta
A Prayer To The Forest
It smells like home,
The dead and the living.
It looks like home,
Those bark lines you're reading.
It feels like home,
Cooling under bare feet.
It sounds like home,
I'm brought back here by the birds' beat.
It tastes like home,
Like raspberries, fresh from the soil.
Come on, nature's giving you all!
For the Forest, my friends, is our Home.
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