The woods are calling Calling my name Come to us Be with us Be one with us
So I packed up my tent and my Ghillie Stove Put my hiking boots on And made my way Into the deep dark woods The magnificent majestic ancient woods Full of beech, oak and hornbeam
I felt at peace once again Amongst my friends The tree spirits And wood nymphs.
The realisation of just how at home I feel in the woods, and now I’ve missed it so