a forest of white trees

There is a place where nature's harmony filters through us like rays of sunlight through trees.
Where the wind manifests it's strength and our worries fly away like leafs.

It is not difficult to find: all you need is to look inside yourself and have a pure heart

Earth does not belong to man,
it is man who belongs to earth
and all things are connected
like blood in a family.
Whatever affects earth,
also affects the children of the earth,
it is not therefore man who weaves the
canvass of life, he is only but a thread.
Whatever he does to the canvass, he does to himself