Entering the forest means following trails and paths. It is moving through the way,
between the solitary presence of nature and the life of animals, in the “landscape that
rests in itself.” This call, which is a song, may lead the wanderer astray, off course, and
back to the beginning. These are the lost ones. It may also plunge him into darkness,
into drifting, and lead him to the clearing.

This is a place that exists before morality was invented by men and that emerges at the
beginning of time. A place of "unconcealment" that only a few discover. It is a dynamo
that gathers and speaks all languages, yet only listens.