Listen to your deep forest, that carries unheard secrets.
Feel the wind, that carefully blows away the sorrow from your chest.
See the big and proud trees, that grows taller inside you for each day. 38 more words
Follow the long and winding old Trecastle road in the midst of the Brecon Beacons National Park and the once exposed moor lands and mountain ranges descendent in densely organised man made forestry. 266 more words