Parc de la Tête d'Or, Lyon, France
Most people want to see us fall, and that's more of a reason to stand tall. We must stand tall in happiness and adversity. That is the only way to grow strong and straight. But if we bend in hard times, we will grow weak. We will fall to the ground with the first strong wind. And then, we will be like a weed, growing wild in any direction, running along the ground until someone pulls us out and throws us away.
As I walked through the forest, no more sounds emerged except the whisper of the leaves above. I knew one thing for certain: I was not alone.
Look at everything as you were seeing it for the first or last time.