Good bye to my woods...

I'm leaving, but will always carry you in my heart, and go through my memories of you : your scents, your music and everything you brought to me which I couldn't define and somehow made me so much richer...

Until the next time we meet again at last.

"Les collines fument

Encharpées de brouillards

Leurs limites se perdent dans le ciel

Immenses à perte de vue

Les montagnes bâillent

Et les forêts soupirent

S’il est un paradis

Il est ici."