The Forest Speaks, Is Anyone Listening?

The people hiking through the MacRitchie trails for recreation often bring their problems with them. What an irony. Chatting loudly as they walk past, one can’t help but overhear their worries about their job, their colleague, their boss, etc. One man used his mobile to talk business in Mandarin to his colleague in China!

Others walk alone, but with grim faces, determined to complete their 10,000 steps or whatever goal they’ve set for themselves.

Except for a few pockets here and there, there is little joy in the groups I’ve come across. And fewer still pause to admire the beauty in the forest.

I prefer to walk to a different drummer, and let the forest speak, recording my experience in photographs if possible. Here are a few shots I’ve taken:

Stairway to heaven

“Peace, be still.”

“Fish of every kind” — a big, beautiful black one swims placidly in the shallows

“The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places” (Psalm 16:6)
How long did it take for this tree to have such beautiful lines?

May we pause long enough to hear what the forest is saying.