There is an unseen side of the forest made out of dreams, lights and paths. One can walk the same route everyday but it holds and unveil new secrets every time. There are tall forest towers with their cloudy foliage above our heads. Its silence hides the many living in the forest, silently observing as we pass through.

Suddenly the sun shines through the tall towers. Hidden paths are revelated through the silent trees dancing before me. I silently wait there, timeless in the mist all around me...wordlessly observing a world made of changing lights.

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