This is a quiet place.

In the stillness you can hear the song of the Earth as it spins,

And as you sit, you listen...

Really listen

And the trees start to speak

The wisdom that was lost

And the forest breathes with Spirit

Its breath warms your skin

For at last you have found your way to Faerie

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