My soul is always talking with trees, shrubs and grass. It is evolved in green woods. It feels the ancestors breath, voice and thoughts remained for several millennia. If you want to read your ancestors mind look into a brilliance of leaves of trees. If you want to feel their warm touch the vibrant barks of trees. They give you the blessing of nature and tranquility of cosmic spirit. Even very tiny green moss grown on trees will tell you the history of mankind. Their ancestors have been living with our ancestors together in harmony within the same environment. Our ancestors were buried under this soil and their bodies gave the nutrients to this trees to grow. That is because the human bodies and nature have similar five elements. When their bodies decomposed their souls were absorbed into the cosmic spirit. Therefore I want to be buried under a tree. Because I want to be with them.
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