The timeless forest, unchanged, unchanging or so it appears. Though, the forest is never standing still. Mighty wooden leviathans falter and succumb after a six hundred year tenure as a fresh sapling searches out light and warmth; the wheel of life forever turning. Yet once you've shaken off the malaise of modernity, freed your mind some and tuned into the natural rhythms of the land, you feel as if time has lost its hold and you're in the presence of the eternal.
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