Sunday, August 15, 2010

Primeval forest

No matter how far we had reached, I realized that it was possible to go even further inside.
The neighbor greeted us one of the first day we came to the new house. He welcomed us. And told us that one place, far, far inside was the primeval forest. The forest that was eternal untouched by human hands. A place where the capercaillie was singing. Where the threes died a natural death. Creating a multiplicity of life.
It was something that urged me to go there one day. But not this day. We were already dressed after the short swim in the cold water. And was heading for the way back to the house. the primeval forest had to wait until I was ready for it.

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