Tasting the forest is like hearing the sounds of leaves swaying in the wind

Or like smelling the air on a crisp autumn morning.

Tasting the forest is like eating a bowl of spinach

All earthy and nutritionally dense as it dances across the taste buds.

Tasting the forest is like moving like the leaves on a windy day

Swaying to an unorganized groove that is only determined by nature

The specific taste of the forest has brought curiosity and action.

Standing amongst the towering trees brings humility,

Recognition that you are not the tallest or largest thing around you.

Tasting the forest is like recognizing that the world is a very big place

With limits to what you can and cannot be.

So while you may not be able to grow as tall as a tree

You can certainly grow as a character and person