My Forest Comfort

The forest surrounds me as I walk, I hear the trees whisper in the wind, and the faint smell of the wood fire smoke fills my nose. I stroke the bark, soft as silk. The forest surrounds me, filling my soul with its comforting sounds, birds chirping, leaves rustling. The trees plead, as soft as a breath, "Help us grow, what is the need for all my kind? Please help save us all." I reply, "Anything for you." As the forest surrounds me, I feel safe, comforted, and most of all, inspired.