Children of the Grove

[Penguin]

Can you hear it?

Can you feel everything growing?

If you listen hard enough,

Laughs and joy can be heard around the forest,

The blissful joy of the youths

You might think that they are different from you,

But they aren’t,

They just Live in harmony, breathing as one with nature,

Even if most of them came from different places

They all have the same roots,

They are all branches of the same tree.