Call of the Forest

This piece was inspired by a trip to an old growth forestĀ 
in the state of Washington.

Whoever has walked in a forest, especially one of old growth,
experiences first hand, the tumbleness of its world.
When shafts of light break through tree branches,
like gold beams,
the wind whistles in the leaves
like someone shaking silk,
the walker feels,
without a doubt,
that one is being called in all one's senses,
to deeply vital life.
One feels the pull and root to holy ground.

(Watercolor/ Pastel 11" x 15")