Nature is a temple with familiar looks, humans pass through a forest of symbols...
This words from the French poet Baudelaire always resonate in my mind when I walk in the woods. A forest of symbols trying to make itself manifest. If only I could speak that language and understand their messages. The wisdom the trees could share from their years of standing and observing life. The patience and flexibility that a tree must have to be able to survive so many storms. When I think of resiliency, I think TREE.