I hold the roots In a creeping embrace, Binding every heartbeat Inside this sacred place. I gather sunlight, Lay cool shade on the ground, Catch falling raindrops In a soft, healing sound. My colors shimmer In the edges of air, Yet I fade like a memory When humans stare too near. --- I am Forest. I am love. I am the echo You’re made of. I am the home You never outgrew— And I awaken When you return to you. --- I watched you wander Far from the green, Chasing bright cities And mechanical dreams. But your pulse still hums In the rhythm of leaves, Your breath still rises With the sigh of the trees. You are not separate— You’re a branch of my soul. A traveler forgetting Where the wild things hold. --- PRE‑CHORUS — The Invitation Come lay your burdens down, Let silence pull you in. The world grows loud and heavy, But here, you begin again. --- I am Forest. I am love. I am the echo You’re made of. I am the home You never outgrew— And I awaken When you return to you. --- Touch the moss, It remembers your name. Hear the wind, It carries your flame. Every step you take Back into my arms Unravels the distance Between man and the stars. --- I am Forest. I am love. I am us When you rise above. Come back to the place Where your spirit once roamed— For I am your origin, And you are my home. ---


