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It isn't the wind you hear |
| Listen, that is not the voice of the breeze rustling through the leaves of living trees, but the voice of the trees themselves speaking to humanity. Be silent and listen to the sorrows and the joys, to the history and the myths, of the lungs of Earth. Listen and you will hear the trees speaking to you in your native language. Listen and you will hear them say: "Our roots hold the planet's soil in place and reduce erosion; we inhale carbon dioxide we exhale oxygen; we provide the human race with food, shelter, and warmth; our only request is that you planet a tree or two for each one you cut down." |