I love the bewildering forest, I like to stay with myself under the shades of trees that harmonize with the mysterious caress of the wind. I wish there was no one to break the silence of my loneliness in the forest.
I wish not to hear people's voices for a second and to be alone, all by myself, and just listen to the birds singing.
To see mushrooms that have sprouted from the ground or are sitting on the trunks of old thick trees due to the rains and thunderstorms of the night before.
And the sunlight that surprises you with its shining rays through the leaves of the trees. Sometimes there are so many trees and they rise so high in the sky that you can no longer even see the sun, and it seems as if the road ahead has sunk into a horror tunnel and how irresistible and how exceptional it is.
That's why when I go to the mountain forests with other climbers, I run ahead of the others to wander for a moment for myself.
When I go to the highest point of the forest and from above everything becomes so charming, I forget for a moment the terrible worry that one day these forests may not exist and how unreliable we people are and nature may not survive us!