step lightly in this forest little human
this refuge has been here long before you
and may yet outlast your last towers
its denizens may not speak your many tongues
but they sing weave and dance
dance weave and sing
living dreams into being
effervescing endlessly effortlessly
with form and colour
and a shared wisdom beyond your ken
if at all you find yourself irked by boredom
you need only look closer
hear truer
smell fuller taste broader feel deeper
feel
feel
reach into the raw
as far in as you can
till you brush against that within you
which trembles pulses reverberates with every breath
approach it and bask in its warm light
it is your very own aliveness
cherish it caress it coax it out
of its self-imposed exile
it is no secret to be kept hidden
it is rather an ornament meant for a far grander purpose
this forest is a stage you see
its denizens your fellow performers supporting crew loving audience
on cue for lights music action and applause
this story did not begin with you
may it not end with you
yet within it
you are invaluable inimitable irreplaceable
that is why you must
sing weave and dance little human
dance weave and sing
as simple a task as any but
feel free to impress
yourself most of all
step lightly in this forest little human
shed your worries tame your pride
lose your inhibitions find your stride
feel the rhythm sway with the tide
face your aliveness become the light
sing weave and dance
dance weave and sing
that is all you need do