Snow still sleeps in the shadows of the glen. Fallen trees block our usual path and invite us to explore the unexplored. Here deer glide effortlessly through the forest. In this moment our connection with the soil, with the old pines and with new growth comes alive. An ancient compass deep inside begins to guide us. We trust these instincts and become one with the forest. We know the wolf inside our heart is home.
on sacred tracks
elemental forces bathe
in forest splendour
© Xenia Tran
With love to you all,
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, setting: iA.
Carpe Diem Namasté, the Spiritual Way #4 – Keepers Of The Earth
dVerse Poets Haibun Monday: Taking A Forest Bath
Daily Prompt: Vivid